I started working on this watercolor a few weeks ago. The butterfly is a Lorquin's Admiral who took an obsessive liking to our car when we were in western Nevada last summer. The question I have to ask myself is how many unfinished watercolors can I stack on my drawing table (which is little more than a rickety keyboard stand)? At this point, I have a pile of four...
I did some of the wet-in-wet glass shadows first, in case they didn't go so well...
Time has flown by, and it's almost done at this point... Just need to darken some shadows and even out some asymmetries.
Okay, now it's really almost almost done. With watercolor the command to stop sometimes has to come from the materials. If you insist on plowing ahead the punishment is murk. The title of this painting, "Milk," comes from the word on the glass.
