I'm thinking maybe I should start with big-eyed kitties or bowls of fruit.
But by popular request, I shall now show you the Fallingwater painting that I started on the Martha womanly weekend. I was warned that it was quite a challenging picture with which to make an initial stab at watercolour. Last weekend, I kept adding bits to it until I had sufficiently wrecked it.
It's not that horrible, you exclaim, it looks as though it could have been traced. That's because it was. We first traced our outlines with graphite paper and then inked it in and then painted. So, in essence, it was very paint-by-numberly.
It was my first time using our scanner today too (I know, I should really venture out the cave more), and I am not happy with the results. Everything seems rather washed out, the colours in my painting are actually quite saturated. You'll just have to come to my place for a viewing. Or gaze upon this photograph of the real thing instead.
Is anybody else utterly pleased that Spinal Tap is going to be touring North America? And yes, they are bringing with them the 18 inch Stonehenge.