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?



Of course the bottom graffiti gives the address.
Great sense of light. And to repeat: wonderful series. (K.)
Thanks, K. I thought it was obvious as well. My friends must have been confused.
;>)
As are we all.