Lately, our young cat has learned to leap up to the high bench in our kitchen where I used to be able to paint.
He licks anything wet and a small amount of paint or ink or glue could be toxic to a cat. CSo, for his safety and our peace of mind, I hadn’t worked with paint or ink for quite a few weeks.
Luciky, the days are getting warmer here in Melbourne. On weekends, I can work out in the yard. It was wonderful to get out some ink at last.
In a quick early morning draw with oil pastels, this orange ‘bouquet’ burst onto the page.
Later, I headed outside and washed ink over the page with a very wet brush.
The ink had dried in the storage pots, so I sprayed them with water and found the texture was deliciously chalky to work with.
I like the way the water runs off the oil pastels, giving depth and fullness and different shades and density in different parts of the page.
I love the sheer freedom to play with colour and textures and water. Such a peaceful adventure and mental relief.