Earlier this month, Marsha came to paint with me. I was pleased to see her. I haven't been painting much for several years. I needed a jumpstart. Marsha, bless her, seems to have done that.
The flowers in the bouquet are from our yard...the smaller yellow ones with the graceful thin stems are Tall Coreopsis, the bigger yellow ones are Oxeye, and the orange are Butterflyweed. The pitcher is one we bought in either Williamsburg or Jamestown, Virginia. I remember Williamsburg. Tom remembers Jamestown. I received the tatted star doily in a Christmas gift exchange when I was co-oping at Landers Corporation in Toledo my senior year in high school.
This is how the painting looked after the painting session with Marsha. I started with a rough sketch using a Micron pen, then laid in watercolors. I was hoping to keep the painting as a sketch, an impression, not a photographic image.
I always need to make frequent stops to "think". This was the result of my thinking.
Another day to "think". I decided to lighten the fabric on the right side, also to redarken the leaves at the pitcher edge. I had wiped out a lot of the color. Then I went bolder with the watercolor. The very last strokes I made were a few with a white gel pen to bring back some reflections on the pitcher.