back to drawing

My grandmother gave me water color drawing lessons when I was very little. We drew from a still life, which grandmother would set up. Here we all are, in the "cold room" at the dacha, focusing on our works. Funny that I (on the right) am faced away from the still life on the table, hmmmm.


Grandma was a master at watercolor, she made it look easy (it's not).


I visit the dacha every three years or so, one of my watercolors was in the kitchen a few years back. Here it is behind me on the table.


I have not drawn in years, and decided to give it a try, remembering grandma's words that a shaky line is much more interesting than a perfectly even one. It's a start.