We Sketchers get to do wonderful things, like spending an afternoon at the incredible home of Anne Ferry and Patrick Brennan, and Gloria Ferry-Brennan; a compound sort of 1/2 hobbit house, half gypsy caravan, tucked deep in the woods in Freeland, and blooming with color all around. After a walk through a forest trail, we emerged into a sunlit glade where our host and hostess showered us with warm hospitality, fed us hot-out-of-the-oven pizza, freshly baked chocolate cake and let us sketch anywhere we wanted in their colorful, eclectic fairy-lighted home! I felt like I had been transported into the pages of a children's book! Lucky little girl, Gloria, growing up there. It is no wonder she is stepping onto the world stage with her violin. She and it are covered with pixie dust from growing up in the magic!
Got this much done on site (between slices of pizza). Phyllis and I decided it was definitely whimpy and needed punching.
So this morning I punched it aggressively, with layers of wash (and one fairly obnoxious, staining green). Better, though.