Speaks for itself.
Things that push up from the ground have colors unique to their region. Garlic from Georgia and onions from ‘your guess is as good as mine”. They attract me because the earth yields itself, and is willing to harvest. You need to close your eyes and taste; really taste. The flavors and textures paint themselves into the history of its birthplace.
Again, I am using Dr. Ph. Martin watercolors with satisfaction. They seem to have opened a creative crack that grows larger each time used.
Yesterday, I helped my best friend Kathy shop for dinner. She is probably the best chef I have ever experienced and, she makes it harmonious and fun.
While she was cooking and her husband puttering, I went after the asparagus with creative intentions. Later and at home, I added my own ingredients. Damn, fruit is fun and vegetables make for mean, sculpted line work.
Last, I have not touched anything but Dr. Ph. Martin watercolors. Once a troubled step-child in my arsenal, they are now my primary medium of choice.
I have a friend who loves sunflowers and see them while walking my neighborhood with Ozzy. While his leg is in a perpetual state of lift, my eyes are always observing and wondering how to illustrate.
They are in my mind’s eye.
They are tall, don’t think they have a scent and, complicated. Next time, I will concentrate on the intricate center, the heart of the beast. I may try a gouache for a more opaque, graphic background.