It's been a long time since i took up watercolors. And then a desire came over me to reflect the tranquility in which i find myself. A foggy morning on an autumnal marsh. the weather has cooled down on the eve of a big change.
In the middle of the field stands a huge old drooping weeping willow, listening to the silence of the place. The thick crown under which the ducks were nesting, as if it were spreading its strands of hair, is lowered to the ground.
Simplicity is about subtracting the obvious and adding the meaningful
Fragment of writing a watercolor drawing.
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