I spent the night in a cabin in the woods by a small pond. In the morning I walked out to the pond and saw this moss-covered fallen log near the edge of the woods that was catching the morning sun. I drew this on a small piece of claybord with a sepia technical pen and a blue gel pen and then added the ink wash when I got back home.
My son ran a race up and down Mt. Greylock today. I got to do a quick watercolor sketch of the mountain while waiting for the finish.
Some of the best work I've done isn't hanging on a wall; it's sitting in a box in my closet that's full of my old sketch books. I fill up one or two books each year. Some of the sketches end up as a basis of a more formal work, but most don't. They’re more important to me as a pictorial diary and also as on-going training; learning to really see and to understand shape, light and color.
This blog is to share my sketches as well as my sketching experiences.