Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off—then, I account it high time to get to the easel as soon as I can.
Chris, borrowing liberally from Melville
Chris Cart, NWS
watercolors
Often watercolor is like a diary. I use it to record what I see, to learn about what I see. Then later I translate that knowledge into another painting.
I love drawing in pencil or ink
· drawings ·
“Draw, draw, draw.” That’s the most important art lesson anyone ever gave to me.
