Walking on Water

Day 15: #rogertorypetersoninstitute Here we stand at the halfway mark of this 30 day Artist Residency. I decided, for this momentous occasion, I would paint an extremely tough subject.
My Mom taught me how to love creeks or cricks (as we called them). We would roll up our pant legs and leave our sneakers on the gravel edge. The cricks would usually meander through heavily wooded areas, the darkness would be interrupted as a breeze would play with the canopy above. I loved the cool, dampness that was so inviting on a hot summer day. We would hunt for crayfish that lived under the rocks and count how many newts we could find. It was always a treat to watch a water spider dance across the surface, with little bends in the water where his legs touched. Leaves also “walked on water” and in the still, clear pools I would marvel at the little reflections of light where the dry leaf gently touched the surface of the water as it ended it’s journey to the ground. The water gently cradled it giving it one last glorious ride.

“Walking on Water” Watercolor, 8”x10” SOLD

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