It’s the middle of May. A couple days ago we had frost warnings and right now our kitchen table is covered with annuals (plants) because it’s too cold to put them outdoors. But outdoor sketching season has started, though in fits and starts.
Stillman & Birn Alpha (5.5×8.5) softcover, Platinum 3776, DeAtramentis Document Black
We met on rue St. Vallier in front of an old house Claudette wanted to sketch. I’d always thought it was a great subject myself. So there we were, three of us in a line along the street, drawing this house. I wonder if bears feel out of practice as they wander through the forest following exit from hibernation. After a long winter and a string of health problems, I sure feel clumsy sitting on a stool, doing the sketcher up/down bobble-head motion that identifies sketchers.
Bears do come out of hibernation groggy. And whenever I have been away from my art for awhile I feel as though I have rust in my veins. The best cure is doing it!
Nice sketch of the old house!
At least I’m not alone. Seems the visual and motor cortexes have to be reminded of sketcher mode.