
Photo sourced from CSIRO website …

Reflections … One of my early watercolor paintings, when I was not yet conscious of the differences between acrylics–where paint is dabbed into the scene with many little brush strokes –and the minimal swirling brushstrokes of loose watercolor. Plus, there was a plastic wrap experiment. Altogether a busy little scene.

This started as a watercolor study of sweet potato leaves and rapidly became a semi-abstract study. I’m sure I don’t know how that happens sometimes.
The only time in my life that I’ve ever risked looking directly at the sun was in 2019 when bush-fire smoke made that possible. Here the sun setting behind Chincogan or more popularly known as ‘Chinnie’. A little relationship to the story so far.

This is it! I’ve just let Draft 2 Digital (the publisher I’ve been with for about six years) know I’ll be serializing it here on my blog. Mind you, it’s not nearly Monday yet in the northern western hemisphere, so I am jumping the starter gun a bit.
And in addition, I said I’d write a post with Ushen’s letter. That’s not happening. It isn’t hard to read her story between the lines, and the details will keep till we meet her again as a grown up woman down the track.
Giving the manuscript another edit while turning it from a print format into an online reading format, I’m laughing about the bits that are already dated. I’ll be interested to hear about you tripping over them.
