Ok, since my other shoulder has decided to freeze up, I've had to put aside quilting and knitting for the moment. There are muscles that just will not cooperate.
And, since we are planning a little vacation, I've decided I need to get my sketching in order (which is basically an excuse to play with all my (pigment & paper) toys).
So, this weekend I took out (or pulled up on my screen), some photos of flowers and birds to sketch. The flowers so far are ehhhhhh….
Unexpectedly I LOVED my sketches of owls. And here's the weird part. I liked my first sketch so much, I was resistant to make another attempt because of course, I wouldn't like it as much. Which is the exact thinking that has actually stopped me in the past, and sounds kind of insane when I say it out loud but is actually what goes on in my head.
But lo and behold, I liked him (her?) too. I wanted to try the same image on different paper, since the first one was done on 'mixed media' paper which doesn't actually take watercolor well, but I'm forcing it to. So the second one was done in Maude which actually has some good paper.
And then I had to force myself to add some more birds to my first page even though I was convinced I would 'mess the page up'.
I didn't know I like sketching owls. I'm going to have to put this into my brain for consideration. Maybe it will rattle around and knock some other crazy thoughts out.