Monday nights I don’t work. The work day is generally grueling with all sorts of left-over bits in my inbox, and then I have other commitments. It’s a good night to unwind, do laundry, pay bills and clean the kitchen from that late night experimental dinner dish you tried out on your friends. You know, the one with roasted barley? It requires a lot of clean-up.
Anyway, the drawing currently on the easel is an 18″ x 24″ landscape set at sunset in Southwest Harbor. There’s a huge tree (very reminiscent of “Hunters in the Snow” sans crows), a grassy bank, an odd house, some water and a little snow. It’s taking forever.
Here, instead, I present a little drawing that required pushing a handful of flowers into an old pot and two days work and is none the worse, I think, for brevity.
