hand landscape

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Began drawing my hand, began seeing my fingers as a set of distant slopes on a hillside, my ring becoming an old building with a blue roof. So I washed green over the clay soil and painted in the sky.

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i absolutely love this explanation of process! it makes me feel so un-alone. =]

Have to agree with tammy.Before I read your caption, I thought you'd been out in the country again with your waterbrush!

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