It is hard to wrinkle up 300 pound paper without tearing it. I was fairly successful at it today’s watercolor. Below is the first phase, where I used mainly earthy colors with blues along the ridges.
The patterns on the rough, unpainted paper made me think of how some of Paul Klee’s later work were described: affording the eye no resting place.
I tried to accentuate these lines with charcoal. I fear I wasn’t completely successful in this. There are lines that pull my gaze in a predictable direction. In that sense it is more pleasing that having the eye constantly seeking, with no place to rest.