Like summer to fall
There is a blur between lines
Where it’s not either.
Art Prescription: Looking so forward to heading out to ride Finn in a sweatshirt! But hold on cowgirl, not yet, it’s still in the 90’s.
Maybe this is a good life lesson. Things are not always all or none, but somewhere in the middle.
I started this very loose watercolor and may add much or a little detail. Depends on the blur of my mood.
A gift box! peaches
The scent of home-made cobbler
My Nanny’s pie crust.
Art Prescription: My favorite yellow cat Matilda was a super good girl while her parents were on vacation.
Just outside my door
Is everything I need
Backyard paradise.
Art Prescription: I know some of you have really suffered with Covid. I feel so fortunate to be such a home-body.
En Plein Air watercolor: Bee Balm:
Still wet from the rain
Cut delicate pink roses
Adorn a glass vase.
Art Prescription: Oh how I will miss being able to go out into the garden for freshly cut flowers.
Watercolor on 5 x 7 bristol
Roses in the bud
Fill a mason jar with joy
A simple pleasure.
Art Prescription: When it comes right down to pleasure, simple is perfect! Not that “perfect” matters at all when it comes to the heart. More that you experience a moment or two of joy…this is living.
Watercolor 8 1/2 x 11
World without judgement
No place for criticism
Acceptance is love.
Art Prescription: In the current atmosphere of severe judgement, I hope we each can go deep in our hearts and accept others with love.
Watercolor:
Full…a red ball jar
Perfect white hydrangeas
Simple, elegant.
Art Prescription: A watercolor sketch on watercolor paper…
The wind in your hair
Self-propelled forward motion
Freedom from engine.
Art Prescription: And on the beach…
8 x 8 watercolor sketch:
Freshly cut flowers
Seems trees have changed overnight
Mason Jar posy.
Art Prescription: We are so lucky here in North Carolina that flowers continue to bloom on through October. We haven’t had that first cold frost yet. So I happily plucked a Mason Jar full of flowers and set about to watercolor them. Makes me about as happy as anything…
8 1/2 x 11 watercolor on 140 lb watercolor paper
Afternoon shadows
Fall on black cows in pasture
Grain bin keeps the gate.
Art Prescription: As I do most Fridays after my two RN days, I headed out to see Finn at the farm. I can be completely exhausted, and my visit with the horses and fresh air renews my spirit. On the way home I take in the gently rolling pastures. Today a herd of black cows against the green pasture made me pull over. As I sat in a drive a white truck approached me. “You okay honey.” “Yes sir, I just pulled off to take a picture of your cows, may I.” “You sure can. Did ya see the babies? They are probably off down near the woods. They are purdy.” He backed up the drive. He had only come down to see if I needed help. Country. A far cry from the news of the day. Just people watching out for each other. I got my photo and headed home. Sigh…
Watercolor sketch 8 x 8
