Coffee always moves my hands in predictable ways. Even though I may look quite shaky, I flatten out for the line.
I love Julius Meinl coffee. It is probably the best “commercial” coffee that feels micro-roasted.
Hot on the trail of Summer, my friend Kathy and I sketched what we saw.
We were in the back of a very old mansion that used to be the University of Louisville School of Music. I was a student a long time ago, and have never forgotten the textured halls and tapestries on the walls. (http://www.lpts.edu/event-venues/gardencourt)
This evening was perfect with sun somewhat muted – the air almost crisp. Somewhere between now and 3 weeks from today, Fall will rise, leaving Summer’s discomfort.
The furniture on my front porch was not taken advantage of this year, and I wanted one last shot. After sketching, I came in, poured a bourbon and painted.
A perfect end for a fading day. A chair and cushion.
Hidden among the plants and bowl in foreground, is a patio table and chair. It was a challenge to get through the foliage and find the path.
Thank you Ashley. I thought I was off my chair obsession. (https://syncopatedeyeball.wordpress.com/2015/06/29/nice-chair/)
… before the mosquitos ate me alive, I took chair and sketchbook for some Saturday fun. With book in lap and dog at my side, I contoured, impressed and painted lines. Even though I am technically not painting lines, I feel that I am with strokes and different pressures. In this way, my eyes see the depths of the subject and tactile patterns.
The sketch was non-stop flurry, which makes me feel energized for the day.
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