I want to share some of my watercolors from my recent trip to Marrakech with you. There are quite a few, so I thought to share them just a few at a time to better enjoy them and to tell their individual stories. The Lobed Arch,
Well, materials are more important than we think. The more I paint the more I become what some might call "picky", but really it is more like specific. What I mean is in today's painting the paper. I hate this paper! I don't want to sound like
Today's painting was all about doing what I am not sure I can manage, just go ahead and take the challenge. And why not? What is there to loose? Nothing actually. There is only gain in doing things that are difficult, especially the ones you're not
So I am a few days behind on posting here to the blog, but I assure you that I have been out painting! This was painted at one of my favorite places near my house, a huge intersection where Ancient meets modern Rome, called Porta Maggiore,
One of the best parts of living in a city is looking up, especially in Rome. Romans loved to build larger than life temples, causing us to feel tiny, even in their aftermath some 2,000 years later. In today's painting, done at the Theater of Marcellus,
There are a few subjects that I adore and that I come back to time and time again. This fountain in the park near my studio is one of those subjects. I think I go back to it over and over because it is so complex-
Well, I am feeling a little blue, the sky is heavy and dark out there today in Rome, though luckily I have big windows in the studio to let the most amount of light possible in. I wanted to add a little challenge to today's painting,
I love the view from my studio, especially in the afternoon light that falls across the trees and lights up this building you see a peek of in the right hand corner. I have done a big charcoal drawing of this view and have wanted to
Well, what I have to say today is that I just keep getting schooled in watercolor, there is so much to learn. I am the kind of learner that learns by doing, and not just once or twice, but over and over and over again. I