Today’s watercolor experiment:
I took the photo on which I based today’s watercolor one morning in autumn of 1991. I love oblique lighting, the kind that side-lights a brick wall, casting long shadows of each imperfection. The light was just right on that September morning. When I proudly showed my photo to friends, I told them I would never forget where I took the photograph.
The secret was not associated with anything else I saw that day, but is contained in the photograph itself. My friends didn’t notice. Can you tell from my watercolor?
How about from the photograph?