I needed to take a break from oils. I missed the swishing sound of the brush as it swirled through the water for a rinse. When we lived in Michigan there was a screened in porch where I painted during the summer months. Sometimes it was so quiet I could only hear the sounds of the painting. The sound of the squirt bottle used to wet the paper. The gliding of the brush on a smooth watercolor palette, and the crunchy paper towel used to mop up the runaway water. Hours would pass but I never noticed.
7"X7" Watercolor on Sennelier Paper. $100.00. tcoy1@msn.com SOLD
