I was out of sorts, being a grump puss and not productive at all. So when Carol, a new friend in the watercolor club, showed me a bag full of leaves that she collected, I was happy and interested in having a closer look. I loved them! Seagrape leaves. I’d only ever seen them shiny and vibrant green; never dried and brittle like these. She generously gave me one and we traded ideas on how we might make use of them. After a few false starts, I packed up my stuff and headed home.
Sitting at my easel, soft jazz playing, I turned over my new leaf, started to paint, and this is what emerged.
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