As I’ve mentioned before, since I’ve discovered an interest in pen and ink, my watercolors have been neglected. I like the precision and permanence of the pen and ink – it’s less intimidating than watercolor, which seems to go terribly wrong more often than it goes terribly right (and when it it does go right, you can never fully claim it was on purpose). But all that said, there are just some things that can’t be constrained in black lines – sunlight, flowers, clouds, grasses – it wouldn’t work out to try and hem them in. So, I have to turn to my watercolors, and hope they grace me with enough cooperation to capture the subject. I think they were rather generous to me on these two pieces, considering how long I’ve let them sit, unappreciated, in the side pocket of my field bag.