I set up my easel at Winter Street Studio last Sunday afternoon and painted this watercolor. I’m not necessarily a transparent watercolor purist, meaning that I use opaque white when the need arises, especially out-of-doors when I’m having to paint quickly and don’t really have time to mask small areas of paper so that they will stay paint-free. So it was freely used here, apparent in the sunlit telephone lines, but not as much so in the highlighted areas of the transformers and the fence.
My very first drawing of myself. Warts and all. Am sure it won’t be the last. Had a feeling it would be challenging, but it was much more than I thought it would be. I’ve been obsessing about doing this for a few weeks, so when my wife was at an event last night, I grabbed a small art deco mirror from our dining room wall and propped it on the sofa. I sat with my drawing pad on my lap and a stick of soft graphite in hand. On second look it’s a tad distorted but I think it captures a certain something about my personality. Certainly my sense of humor! An Alice Nealish quality; don’t you think?