Watercolor is such a quirky medium; a mind of its own. Perhaps that is why it is so appealing — no one is really in control. Even dry brush masters like Andrew Wyeth did not always hold tight to the reins (as evidenced by his skies and rolling hills and water).
My first tries at watercolor were such disasters – I was not a fan. I remember trying to paint eyes and thinking that this would never be for me. I am not sure when or why that changed – but it did. Now I can be pleased by a simple blob of water and paint mixing to generate a surprise. Perhaps having such a superb teacher in Barbara Januszkiewicz turned it all around. A good teacher can make such a difference.
These pictures are meant more as feelings about a place than as representations. My husband is a fantastic (professional) photographer – he takes care of the realism in the family. I do not even try to compete with that talent. So, these images are offered as is. If you don’t like them, that’s okay. They change all the time.