|"Windy Oklahoma Skies," 8 x 10 no-brush watercolor, 300 lb. d''Arches cold press|
One of the salves for my souls, medicine for my moods, is right outside the door.
When you grow up on the Great Plains, and live most of your life in Oklahoma, the ever-changing colors of the skies are full of magic.
No wonder as kids we'd look up at the clouds and see what shapes we could find. The wind, the clouds, the light, the shadows--a continual drama for the imagination and mood.
Thus today's no-brush watercolor, part of a series on magic in the pandemic.
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