Posts Tagged: Watercolor

Brushing Up

Of all the things I’ve learned and read and done — or tried — over the last year as a new artist, nothing has confounded me more than paintbrushes. Yes. Paintbrushes. I’ve watched a lot of watercolor tutorials. I’ve read

Brushing Up

Of all the things I’ve learned and read and done — or tried — over the last year as a new artist, nothing has confounded me more than paintbrushes. Yes. Paintbrushes. I’ve watched a lot of watercolor tutorials. I’ve read

The Sincerest Form of Flattery

It’s been said that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. In the art world, imitation is also a very important part of the learning process. One of the first “tricks” I discovered to help improve my drawing skills was

The Sincerest Form of Flattery

It’s been said that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. In the art world, imitation is also a very important part of the learning process. One of the first “tricks” I discovered to help improve my drawing skills was

How Loose is Too Loose?

I’m having a great time playing with watercolors. To celebrate my recent art “anniversary” I couldn’t resist gifting myself with a few beautiful new watercolors from M. Graham, including a dioxazine purple. Lately, purple seems to be one of my

How Loose is Too Loose?

I’m having a great time playing with watercolors. To celebrate my recent art “anniversary” I couldn’t resist gifting myself with a few beautiful new watercolors from M. Graham, including a dioxazine purple. Lately, purple seems to be one of my

A Flash of Color

On a recent visit to my husband’s family in Osceola, Missouri, I caught sight of a brilliant flash of color. As we got closer, I saw a bright, beautiful scarlet tanager. He settled on a nearby branch almost as if

A Flash of Color

On a recent visit to my husband’s family in Osceola, Missouri, I caught sight of a brilliant flash of color. As we got closer, I saw a bright, beautiful scarlet tanager. He settled on a nearby branch almost as if

A Poem as Lovely as a Tree

I remember when my older sister was in high school and was required to memorize Joyce Kilmer’s poem: “I think that I shall never see A poem as lovely as a tree A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against

A Poem as Lovely as a Tree

I remember when my older sister was in high school and was required to memorize Joyce Kilmer’s poem: “I think that I shall never see A poem as lovely as a tree A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against

Standing At the Edge

I’ve been playing around with watercolors over the last few weeks — a little of this, some of that, and a lot of splotches. I’m still┬álearning to use these mischievous paints, and it’s always fun to drip and drop and

Standing At the Edge

I’ve been playing around with watercolors over the last few weeks — a little of this, some of that, and a lot of splotches. I’m still┬álearning to use these mischievous paints, and it’s always fun to drip and drop and

A Walk in the Park

When I painted my California Girl and Feet on the Beach watercolors, I knew they would be challenging for me, but compared to my most recent project, those were a walk in the park. Speaking of parks — and walks

A Walk in the Park

When I painted my California Girl and Feet on the Beach watercolors, I knew they would be challenging for me, but compared to my most recent project, those were a walk in the park. Speaking of parks — and walks