And again, another page from my sketchbook. This time I used an old photograph as inspiration source. Love that splash of yellow in winter, don't you?
I remember taking the pictures in my mother's garden with my camera and macro lens. Just wandering around and snapping away. She never saw the photographs because by that time most of her eyesight was gone. This sketch is certainly not a masterpiece, but I love the way the memories came back of us being out there in her garden.
Friday, February 10, 2012
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
Sketch of Little Pitcher
Another watercolour sketch, this time from a small pitcher that I found at the back of the cupboard. First a rough sketch in pencil was made, then waterproof marker and finally the flower design. When everything was almost dry, I added the foreground and the background.
Small and easy, trying not to overthink it but enjoying the process. After all, it is just a little sketch. :-)
Small and easy, trying not to overthink it but enjoying the process. After all, it is just a little sketch. :-)
Sunday, February 05, 2012
A Magical World
In January, nature was confused. New buds were sprouting up because of the mild weather, even some potted flowers began to show a few new flowers. But that all changed suddenly last week: heavy frost was predicted. And last friday we experienced our first snow fall, changing the barren, brown and boring landscape in a new and magical world.
Yesterday the sun was out, no cloud in the sky, the wind had laid down and I went out for a little walk to my favorite spots. I loved the sound of the snow undermeath my boots, the fresh cold on my face, the sparkling of the ice crystals in the snow resembling like hundreds of diamonds were scattered out.
It was just magical out there.
Yesterday the sun was out, no cloud in the sky, the wind had laid down and I went out for a little walk to my favorite spots. I loved the sound of the snow undermeath my boots, the fresh cold on my face, the sparkling of the ice crystals in the snow resembling like hundreds of diamonds were scattered out.
It was just magical out there.
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