
“Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.” — Mahatma Gandhi.
My brush fills with blue watercolor and finds sky on the paper. “Keep moving,” my teacher tells me. Watercolor isn’t as forgiving as acrylics. Sure, there are tricks. Looks like I may learn a few. Now.
Dab the spot out with a magic eraser.
Or add white to another color and paint something over it.
This mountain can be a tad higher. Or this ocean needs waves. This pot needs another flower.
Watercolor painting is like living life to the fullest. Stay awake. Let the colors of the day lead and follow what is important. Not every effort is effective. However, it can be a learning place.
Let the first coat dry before attacking it with another. I want results now. Real life tells me something else.
That I am a student. At the age of 78. May the learning continue.