miércoles, 7 de febrero de 2007
lines of whim and poetry
The cleanliness of line against the plain white of a background is something I have always enjoyed. Whispering or declaring itself loudly, I appreciate its simplicity, its innocence. Here I was playing with watercolor pencils, taking pleasure in the way the colors become more intense and fluid when wet, a quality never achieved when using them dry.
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