A couple years ago I went with my daughter on a nice day to see the cherry blossoms. We wanted to avoid the crowds at the tidal basin so we went to the National Arboretum. The trees were in a section labeled "experimental". We pretty much had the place to ourselves and enjoyed a lovely sketching picnic under the flowers. In DC a sunny, warm day in late March is rare treat, sliced in between a procession of windy, rainy days and chilly, overcast days. And under the ethereal pink haze of cherry blossoms it was transcendent.
|Here is the pastel|
|the painting, just finished yesterday|
|In my new studio I have a wall painted with blackboard paint that I can make full scale sketches- very fun!|