It always feels good to push watercolor and pigments around. Certain colors I associate with places or the time of year. That experience is strong for me just as smell is said to conjure up all kind of associations.
This watercolor screams of late summer with the dark canopy before the leaves change color and fall off. Likewise, the gray New England hills and the dappled light across the lawn speaks to me of the lazy days of Summer.
After a week of being ill and away from the brush I needed to paint a little cheery scene.
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