April Showers

The smell of fresh grass

Lingers soft between rainstorms

Bees rest under leaves.

Art Prescription: April is living up to her name. Rain is soaking all the new spring growth.

The pasture is full of bright yellow buttercups that glow even on a rainy day.

I’m still entranced with making mini-journals:

Little Birdie Journal 10 pages:

Mini- Cardlet

It’s a book, a card

A painted Mother’s Day gift

A mini-journal

Art Prescription: I’ve been creating mini-art journals all day! I did one for my mom, Sam’s mom and two aunts, and another for Etsy.

These mini-journals are a combination of my watercolor paintings and blank pages for others to draw, paint, or collage!

If this speaks to your muse, visit my Etsy shop and I’ll ship it right out!

I’d love to see another artist add to this base.

Cheers,

Bev

Rainy Day

Steady sound of rain

Big booms of thunder, distant

Yellow pollen pools.

Art Prescription: Had planned a group ride today, but the weather protested. I did yoga and came home to do some spring cleaning.

Okay, rainy days are good for organizing.

Also work in my hand-made mini- journal.

Tiny Journal

Howdy!

Today I explored making a hand bound tiny journal. I started with some up-cycled art (aka pieces that didn’t inspire), and made a tiny 10 page journal.

I decided to add wildflowers…

Oh yes!! This was fun!

Cheers,

Bev

Dogwood

She unfurls petals

A white glow in springs forest

Invites the bees in.

Art Prescription: Nature is a seductress. She puts on her best to invite pollinators.

The forest is intoxicating.

Field Sketching: Yellow-root

A folk remedy

Yellow-root, medicinal

Dainty purple blooms.

Art Prescription: Most people walk right by and never see the tiny yellow-root blooms.

They are tiny, and beautiful! This plant has been used as a natural antibiotic among other remedies.

Pen and ink sketch with watercolor:

Work in progress

Spring showers, bird song

Rain washes yellow pollen

Off of my windshield.

Art Prescription: Spring in NC means pine pollen! I’m talking a yellow haze in the atmosphere.

I’m continuing my birch trees in acrylic and finding myself impatient. Funny how people say watercolor is difficult. I’m finding acrylics harsh, can’t get the soft feel I desire.

I’m also tired, so time to walk away and look with fresh eyes tomorrow.