I have lived in Seattle 25 years. This was my first time at the top of the Smith Tower. As soon as I saw the view, I knew I wanted to paint it. The view was amazing, but the best part was exclaiming over it with friends on the windy observation deck.
Rosehips bordering the edge of the West Seattle Trader Joe's parking lot.
Sticking with spring flowers for now. I grabbed a small stem of cherry blossoms the other night on my way to the car. I had just enough time to paint it on a watercolor postcard at Kaffa Coffee while my daughter was at her hip hop class down the street. I have it hanging in my kitchen now. Maybe I should send it to someone.
I used one of my favorite photos from yesterday for this watercolor postcard. It's not always boring painting flowers. :) It was refreshing after focusing on the heavy refugee theme lately. I think I needed the break. Plus, it brought back memories. I used to paint little cards all the time. I am back to carrying around a small set of paints when I think I might have a minute to play around. I love giving myself a little challenge. What can I paint in an hour?
Almost all the shops in Edison were closed today. Mama managed to find some cheese. Thankfully, the Breadfarm was open. Bread and cookies. Michael found some drinks. I thought ahead (rare) and made some pasta salad the night before for dinner, hoping we would have enough for lunch the next day. I rationed it out for dinner, and success—we had enough for a picnic outside of a closed Tweets Cafe. The sun was even shining while I painted. Spring break in Seattle and the sun came out on just the right day.