Bee in gouache on pebble.
When I had another look at the actual pebble that I painted on yesterday evening, rather than a photo of it, I kind of re-evaluated my view of it. The photo distorted my view of the size of it and,
Taking a break from my Chinese brushes. Just a short one mind. We were out for a walk the other evening and there was a full, or nearly full, moon. Down by the weir on Lower Dodder Road, the effect
Came home from work, made the dinner (merguez sausages in a harissa tomato sauce with pasta) and raced up to the attic. First on my agenda was to have a go at the ukelele (see yesterday’s entry for context). I