This is, I think, the most honest art form for me. When I’m tired or worn out, in a hurry or just needing to lay down some color, it usually comes back to something like this. And it always seems to be an expression of flowers, to which I am so deeply and intricately connected. The layers of color, the compliments and the bleeds satisfy me in a very deep way. Not to mention the highly pigmented, super bright QOR watercolors made by Golden.
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