Only Peaches, No Cream ๐Ÿ˜Š in Watercolour

Peaches were found lurking behind a thick camouflage of leaves in my moms garden!! But not for long ๐Ÿ˜

As soon as I spied them, I realised what a wonderful subject they made, so here is my morning sketch in Watercolor ๐Ÿ˜
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#sketchbook #SimplePleasuresofLife #journaljourney

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Gateway to Joy… ๐Ÿ˜Š

Over and over again, in many different ways, I realise the joy of consistency.

At one point, habits one wanted to inculcate, never really developed, excuses came in the way. All believable, justifiable…

Then, one day, things fell in place. My desire to paint a sketch a day, became a habit that intrenched itself seamlessly into my routine. I would get up early or work late, or draw in waiting rooms or lounges, but I never made any excuse.

I realise the many levels of bliss that open up when the eyes start seeing things in New ways and the hands understand the minds subtle orders of seamless coordination.

There is no time for procrastination, one is too busy doing things that one deeply enjoys and has made time for… ๐Ÿ˜Š

The Best Way to Live ๐Ÿ˜

To be surrounded by Lotus, relaxing and loving life in its most simplest form, is an art that a lot of creatures have mastered.

I see squirrels nibbling their food and then finding a warm spot on a curving tree branch and just lying there, breathing slowly and softly, enjoying the sun on their back. The same for content pets and cud chewing cows…. They all seem to realise the importance of the quiet moment.

Seeing them so wrapped up in joy, slows me down too. I feel like they are reinforcing some oft forgotten wisdom. And as I draw and sketch, it is with more joy, more consciousness and pleasure…there is more beauty in the colours that the eyes see and the paints that one uses… ๐Ÿ˜Š

Journal Journeys

Pressed between pages
Of a sketchbook
Some memories lie
Snug and safe
Carrying with them
Fragrance and colours
Of alien lands…

#Watercolours #canson #montvalpaper

I love keeping a visual journal with lots of images of what I enjoyed seeing in a new place.

These Diaries, kept over years, never fail to make me nostalgic as I remember the plants that grew, the season that was, the fragrance in the air, to me they are more precious than photographs.

While the words are there too, it is the visuals that evoke an instant reaction. ๐Ÿ˜Š