January Flowers

Toned Paper

I sketched at the Chinese Garden this week. The poem on our table in the teahouse was soothing after the week of sadness and tragedy in Paris.

There seem to be more seagulls in town this week.

Time to get a new white pen.

Plein Air

Last week, in a friend's backyard, we had a model for our sketching group to draw or paint.

Every time I drew the model, I unintentionally made her look different. Not her fault at all, since she was a terrific model. 

It's really a pleasure to sketch outside on a lovely day with friends.