W&N watercolour on DalerRowney 220gsm heavy-weight sketching paper
Morning is my favourite time when everything is new;
flowers drink the morning dew and skies are painted in a golden hue.
Each tree stands tall and stately – different shades and different face.
I’m viewing morning’s painting, done with Nature’s brush of Grace.
The sun peeks slowly in the East, then rises with its smile;
Another morning greeting and we walk another mile.
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Such a beautiful painting. You've perfectly conveyed that innocent, anything-is-possible feeling of a fresh new morning. I love the poem too, and how you search for jsut the right words to go with your art.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your lovely description Katerine! And I feel the poem says it much better than I could have!
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