Although it was tolerable outside, I couldn't resist the nice warm conservatory. Only problems I had were the occasional drops of condensation falling at random times on me or my sketchbook, and locating myself where I didn't have to worry that one of those sneaky sketchers would draw a picture of me.
There just wasn't enough cadmium pigment in my little pocket palette to do this lady justice:
After the flamboyant tropicals I headed for the more low-key (and drier) desert area, where these prickly fellows prefer to be left alone thank you very much:
And a quick trip outside to draw the very castle-like water tower. Just as I was getting to the point where I often overwork my colors, it started to sprinkle. I'd like to think the sketching gods were telling me, "enough already." Thank you sketching gods, I need all the help I can get.
Another fun outing. That climb up the stairs to the top of the water tower was great exercise. Here's hoping the next place we meet has an elevator!
gorgeous sketches as usual! love that water tower. in your hands its castle potential is realized.ReplyDelete