Day 25: Musings
The theme/project of yesterday’s watercolor class was Skies. We practiced using variegated wash and wax resist.
The image on the left is from a magazine. The paper on the right side is my first attempt at doing wax resist, using a white candle.
I made the mistake of laying down the candle before I sketched in the trees (the white parts in the sky and surrounding the trees are pretty much fixed in place and cannot be changed), so I turned this into a quick sketch of colors and shapes. Not a work in progress, but a decent practice of new (to me) techniques.
Half way through the class, we heard the wailing of sirens. The art center is one block off of Hwy 98, which runs through downtown, over bridges, across several islands, has distracting views, frequent turns and – on a regular basis, accidents.
“Probably a fender-bender,” murmured the instructor. We went back to our papers and paints.
But the accident wasn’t on Hwy 98. It was about a mile away, at a busy intersection. Someone had run a red light, just as a friend is turning left, heading for work. Thankfully, my friend is okay. Shaken up. Her car is a mess. The other driver, the one who ran the red light, stopped long enough to ask if she was okay. She said yes. He ran back to his car and drove away. But he won’t get far: one of the witnesses got his license plate number.
You never know, do you? How your day will go? Take it easy out there, okay?