Tag Archives: Gouache

Willows, Cottonwoods, and Cliffs

Posted on July 19, 2022 by Sarah Sullivan

I painted the same scene yesterday, but today’s sketch is from a vantage point about a half-mile further west.

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Cottonwoods and Cliffs

Posted on July 18, 2022 by Sarah Sullivan

There was a competing view to the view I last posted. If you turn 90 degrees to the south from the spectacular mountains I painted yesterday, there is a meadow edged with cottonwood trees and sandstone cliffs. I had difficulty … Continue reading →

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Showers above Telluride

Posted on July 16, 2022 by Sarah Sullivan

We are in the small mountain town of Telluride, Colorado, for a few weeks. This afternoon I biked down the valley a mile or so and sketched for a few hours. As I worked, the sky clouded, and the mountains … Continue reading →

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Sharing a Good Story

Posted on July 15, 2022 by Sarah Sullivan

One enjoyable part of a reunion is entertaining each other with a good story. And, since I enjoy sketching my relatives, this works out well for me. This is a sketch from last week that I finalized today. Although it … Continue reading →

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Last View of the Meadow

Posted on July 12, 2022 by Sarah Sullivan

The early morning view across my brother’s meadow to the south and to the magnificent Sneffles Range is one of my favorite. I like the way the mountains take on three-dimensional shape as the light hits it. Painting this was … Continue reading →

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Afternoon Shower over the Meadow

Posted on July 11, 2022 by Sarah Sullivan

The July Monsoon season is here, complete with showers, thunder, lightning, and wind.

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Nephew on a Chair

Posted on July 10, 2022 by Sarah Sullivan

Opportunity presented itself when my long-legged nephew sat talking to me and hugging his shin. With the deep forest behind him and his long leg dangling, it was a scene that needed to be sketched.

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