this very week i discovered the watercolor floral works of charles rennie mackintosh. you can find more of his work right here at the hunterian art gallery of glascow, which is where the images above were found.
i’m wild about his stylized flowers and realistic watercolors. i’m also captivated by the way he chronicled each one with the pencil boxes. i attempted one of my own here:
i’ve been busy this week. the discovery of CRM coincided perfectly with a trip i took to a most unusual jungle garden. some of you locals may know this place…
the late afternoon light was golden and there were dark wells of shadow beside the path. i was in desperate need of teleportation to another world and this was the perfect escape. i rewarded myself with a membership so that i may return again and again and again.
i was afraid returning to the classroom in january would curtail my garden & woodland walks. au contraire! several days a week i finish my days in the fading light of a public garden or park.
i need to be outside as often as possible.
i sat on the bench above yesterday afternoon and rolled my head back to stare up into the canopy of this blue palm.
calladiums clivia. this time red ones!
blooming like crazy along the path.
i will draw more tonight. which i drink a cold beer. ahhhhh….
i am glad i returned to work. or at least that is what i tell myself. the small pleasures grow richer & deeper.
in my sketchbook this week i made some scribbles.
i’m rambling on and on…this is what happens when i go too many days between blogging. ping ping ping. just my thoughts rolling around like marbles in a big cardboard box.
and apparently i’m not finished yet….
after school today i took my new writing journal to the park to end my school week.
tomorrow i am going to flip through an old visual journal in my saturday periscope.
this one i think.
probably around early afternoon.
now i am going outside to inhale as much virginia box tree perfume as possible into my lungs. then i am crossing the street to my neighbor with the blooming tangerine tree. it is dark and cool and the air smells dreamy. maybe i will catch the moon coming over the hill.
thanks for visiting. i hope you’re living the good life wherever you are. doing all those little things that make you feel ALIVE.
see you soon friends. xo