My last watercolor painting was from my visit of the cold turbulent waters somewhere off of the rocky coasts of Cape Cod, Massachusetts. I always like hunting for sea shells and all of the other critters that wash up on the shore. One time I thought I had discovered quite a find of a bunch of miniature conch shells. I gathered them up and took them home only to discover that the shells had yet to be vacated. Yikes, what an odor! But nothing that a little clorox couldn't handle. I still feel bad though because the little slimy occupants belonged in the ocean and not in one of my craft projects.
Anyways, the other evening I ventured out of my imaginary third floor loft art studio to journey once again to Africa. I love feeling the heat, wearing my cool prescription sunglasses to ward off the glaring sun, and painting the exquisite Acacia tree. This time the Luangwa River is set behind the amazing tree but my two spirit birds continue to soar high in the noontime heat. I thought about adding a giraffe or two deep in the distance but I wanted to keep the solitary feel from that time of the day when the animals are motionless. You sense their presence and danger although you cannot see them. As always I hope you enjoy the journey.
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