The azaleas were blooming in the mountains. And I put it to use along with some compositional inspiration from this inspiring artist on Instagram.
I love the fluidity and comfort of watercolors.
Yet. I'm a glutton for punishment. Or maybe it's a refusal to give up? Maybe it's working opaquely against a dark background after working for so many years with transparent watercolors. Yeah...maybe that's it.
Sheepishly, I return to the box of pastel pencils. Attempting to get that bright white against a dark background. I cannot resist it's pull. Again, I fail and pick up the white gel pen - the agony of it all.
Really...agony? Meh. I'm surprisingly okay with it.
That texture calls out to me.
Struggling with a challenge? Do tell.