R.L. Davis Fine Art

Despite what many non-watercolor artists say, watercolor can be versatile.  You can make mistakes and you can correct them (to a certain extent). Ripped up gauze detail. I like to think of mistakes in watercolor as a challenge.  Yeah, I may have ruined what I had had in mind, but the mistake now pushes me to think differently.  How can I incorporate this "mistake" into a 'happy accident'.   Since I am creator, I can now take that mistake and mold it.  How can I use it to create something new. Hence the experiment.  Sounds like a bad B-movie, LOL! Colors used: French Ultramarine Blue Quinacridone Gold Quinacridone Red In my latest watercolor, I wanted to play around with different textures and see what I could come up with.   The final piece. The first image shows the texture I used at the bottom of my paper.  It's just some gauze that I ripped up.  I put it in place and then saturated it with water and color.  When dried,

A fun little sketchy piece done on Arches 140lb. block pad.  I like my rural landscapes, but urban landscapes can really be fun and challenging.  I'll definitely be painting this again sometime! I tried to mimic the photo reference in the angle of the buildings but played with color.  I think I need to go a little bolder/saturated in my colors and bring out the browns, reds and golds a bit more.  I like the blue watering can, but I'm now thinking that should have been a brighter turquoise color.  Maybe in my next incarnation of this image I'll change up the color up a bit more.   Short and sweet today.   I've got some works in progress I should start completing! Follow my art on social media: Facebook: R.L. Davis Fine Art & Photography Instagram: rldavisfineart Twitter: Rebecca L. Davis

A sketchbook for an artist is like a personal diary.  Along with intimate thoughts, it includes very personal pictures that pop into my mind seemingly at will. My thoughts are probably very depressing to others.  But, we all have a unique view of the world, life and everything else.  Between those bleak lines of dispiriting thoughts, there is beauty.  Beauty is seen in many forms, but for me, nature truly inspires me.   For no matter how brief our time is on this earth, nature will always be raw.  It can be dangerous and mysterious but those moments of beauty overshadow it all.  It never bends to the whims of others and therefore the only force on this earth unapologetic to be itself. Life is a dark struggle in the night, with brief moments of joy scattered about like stars. Our lives mimic nature, dark and dangerous and yet beautiful, if we but look. The sky is never truly dark at night.  On those special nights when the stars shine brilliantly, you can sometimes catch a