On our visit to New Mexico I photographed this house. I will probably do it in both watercolor, and also a version in pastel. I was in my outdoor "studio" (the pop-up canopy) enjoying doodling in my sketchbook, getting familiar with rendering the adobe, when I remembered a lesson in design and composition - and that is: people (in western cultures, that is), are comfortable reading from left to right. As I look at my drawing, the viewer enters from the right and travels to the left. Hmmm ... maybe if I flip it over.
I must be weird, because it makes no difference to me. If you would like to comment, I'd be happy to hear what you think!
I was going to paint more, but a neighbor started practising "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire ...", on a flat clarinet or sax. It is amazing how a listener tries to strain along with the musician to get the right note ... I just couldn't take it anymore. Think I'll go to the State Fair and join my Spinning and Weaving Club tent and spin for demonstrations!
