Warming at the Window
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...

I am far too technical most times, everything must be planned and there has to be an end goal. Retentive, perfectionist, legend in my own mind, whatever label you want to hang on it, it's one of the things that restricts me, and too often.
Mirror Lake is nothing special, it's actually quite boring and mediocre, but what is special about it to me: it is one of those times I didn't plan, I didn't have a goal, I just taped down some paper, mixed up some color, and let the watercolor do the talking. No sketch, nothing in mind, wherever it ends up, even if it's the fire pit, I let it happen.
It was scary, intimidating, exhilarating and liberating all at the same time. I need to do it more often.
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...
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