Aquarellieren mit Leichtigkeit
Wie ich neulich draußen eine neue Ausrüstung ausprobiert und dabei den Weg zum leichten Aquarell gefunden habe.
Friedliche Stimmung in der Kälte
Es bleibt etwas grau, aber sehr friedlich von der Stimmung her. Diesmal stelle ich drei Bilder vor.
Woher nehme ich die Zeit…
…zum Malen? Kurz gesagt habe ich ausgedehnte Zeitblöcke zum Malen bei meinen Workshops und kürzere zwischendrin.
Step by step (oooh baby…)
I very rarely manage to pause whilst painting in order to take progress shots. I simply forget! Thankfully, I have workshop participants who diligently take photos, and reviewing them allows me to really become aware of my process. Lately, I
New beginnings | Neuanfänge
I ended last year on a high note: just a few days before the year was out I managed to get out to paint and it was oh so wonderful! I just love these very atmospheric overcast days we’re having
Last warm day | Der letzte warme Tag
Last week, my painting buddy Sigrid and I went out to catch what we thought was the last warm day. We drove to the river Elbe to a spot that neither of us had ever been to and we discovered,
Quiet river meadows | Ruhige Wiesen am Fluss
Today was an unexpectedly fine day, and a painting buddy and I went out in the afternoon to make the most of it. We positioned ourselves right on the bank of our local river near two interesting looking trees. I
At the lake | Am See
I had totally forgotten about these sketches! We were away more than a week ago at a friend’s wedding and had the opportunity to enjoy a bit of lake scenery. That’s where I captured these folk. But not only that,
Wietzendorf in the rain | Wietzendorf im Regen
On the weekend, a couple of members of the German Watercolour Society who live in this region met-up for a little paint-out. Our splendid and super-fantastic hostess was Rita Dahlem in Wietzendorf which is an idyllic wee hamlet not far
Watertower | Wasserturm Lüneburg
This is a tiny little contre-jour sketch, just about 4 x 5.5 inches, in my sketchbook. It depicts the watertower in downtown Luneburg. To me personally, it also depicts a modicum of the despair which I felt after walking the
