Left page, right page

On the left hand page of my sketchbook I occasionally test out pigments I am going to use in a sketch. Sometimes I also do warm up drawings or make notes. This spread is very much like the one with the Little Blue Heron. I intended to draw one thing but got sidetracked drawing another, so this left hand page is a combo of colour and creature.

Alice

On the right hand side of the spread is an old favourite. People have been asking where it’s been hiding. As you can see, it’s been quite hard to spot this winter but with the past few warm days the snow has melted, and, much like Wiarton Willie, the wheelbarrow saw its shadow in the snow today. FebruaryWheelbarrow


33 Comments on “Left page, right page”

  1. Nessa Neilson Morse says:

    Sooooooo glad to see it’s first appearance of 2018! Thanks.

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  2. Nessa Neilson Morse says:

    Oops, sorry, its.

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  3. Carol Cooney says:

    I like the wheelbarrow a whole lot better than a groundhog!!

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  4. You made my day, Shari. I smile every time I see your wheelbarrow. I’ve even thought of leaning mine against a tree but we caught a woman stealing ours and so it’s now under lock and key πŸ™‚

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    • Larry, what’s going on in Quebec City. Stealing a wheelbarrow?? Really?? I guess mine is so rusty if anyone tried to wheel it away I would hear it creaking all the way down the block!

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      • Her “explanation” was that she was just going to borrow it so she could collect cans from blue boxes in the neighborhood and that she was going to bring it back πŸ™‚ Sadly, I’ve seen a lot of examples of people not understanding the concept of ‘private property.’ Not necessarily stealing but a willingness to walk through people’s yards and ‘borrowing’ things. I remember one night yelling at a woman whose car was in my front yard, straddling the sidewalk, because she wanted to drive around street construction. Weird, but so is Quebec City πŸ™‚

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      • Ok, now I get it. Thanks for the detailed explanation. I guess those things happen everywhere, but still, I can’t imagine walking into someone’s yard like that!

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  5. gaelle1947 says:

    I too rejoiced in seeing your old faithful wheelbarrow. So, it it safe to predict that spring will come sooner to Montreal than to the East Coast? No shadows here today for sure!

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  6. The drawing of the dog captures a certain sentiment. Perhaps a yearning of some kind. Great post!!!

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  7. Dee Ludwig says:

    I think I have them all! Love every one of them!

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  8. rosjenke says:

    Thanks for the story of Willie. I always wondered what Groundhog Day was so I got sidetracked in Wikipedia. Good to see the wheelbarrow making an appearance 😊

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  9. John Hopkirk says:

    A lovely sketch, did you use just the 3 colours? Can I guess them? Hansa Yellow med, Perm Aliz Crim, Ultra Blue. Im probably way out.

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    • HI John, I did just use three colours in the sketch. You almost got them. I am trying some Stephen Quiller watercolours, so these are Transparent Yellow, Quin Red and Ultramarine Blue. They are very bright and make a nice primary triad.

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  10. Sigrun says:

    Beautiful – left & right; love them both!

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  11. M. L. Kappa says:

    I’d missed that good old wheelbarrow!🌺

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  12. Suzanne says:

    AhhπŸ˜€ Is that Alice? What a beauty!! I’ll take her any day.

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  13. Susan says:

    Oh, Shari, you certainly brought a smile to my face. I wish I could convince my husband that our wheelbarrow is a garden ornament! No such luck… My two favourite subjects – Alice and The Wheelbarrow. Thanks.

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  14. joantav says:

    Glad to see the wheelbarrow has resurfaced. Annie isn’t napping in this sketch…what happened?

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