i did my best. that's all i can say. sketching in a crowd of people is difficult. sketching in a crowd of people with other people looking over your shoulder is more difficult. and doing all of that while your sister is taking a billion photos of you is the absolute worst. but i persevered.
oh. um. wa WOW na. total accident.
sketching the swinging bridge was much more enjoyable. i sat alone on a bench under a grove of trees. a few people smiled at me, but no one approached. i am totally out of my element in the watercolor sketching landscape cityscape department. but i don't let my lack of skill dampen my enthusiasm. don't ask about the bonfire that's not a bonfire or the person with no feet.
i've been resisting the urge to buy some daniel smith watercolors. i'm just going to keep using my little sakura koi travel set. i've had it a year and it's getting a little ragged, but produces some rich colors especially when i mix my own shades.
i've had the tombow markers for a long time and only just realized i could put a wet brush over them and get some nice watercolory effects. i'll be taking a few of those to italy along with some other watersoluble pencils and pens i got recently. when i pack up my supplies i'll show you every single solitary thing i'm taking with me. i'll also show you the signatures when i finish prepping them. not exactly sure what i'll do, but i know when sit down with the pages in front of me the mental circuit board in my head will start lighting up. or blow a fuse. either one.
robin just posted THIS article (in the comments) by our beloved Roger Ebert on why we can all draw. oh it is a GOOD read! an excerpt below…
"I found this was a benefit that rendered the quality of my drawings irrelevant. Whether they were good or bad had nothing to do with their most valuable asset: They were a means of experiencing a place or a moment more deeply. The practice had another merit. It dropped me out of time. I would begin a sketch or watercolor and fall into a waking reverie. Words left my mind. A zone of concentration formed. I didn't think a tree or a window. I didn't think deliberately at all. My eyes saw and my fingers moved and the drawing happened. "