Quail Pines
Watercolor and Pastel on paper
These broad stretches of open pines, palmettos, and tall grass evoke a sense of the old South. In the early morning as the fog rises before the sun, the sense of time is lost and one might imagine walking this old, dirt road with a good dog looking for the quail.
This painting was done in preparation for a larger painting of the same basic subject. My first pass of watercolor lacked purpose and movement, and the focal area was ill defined. I added pastel touches to the pine trees and created the old roadway to lead the viewer into the painting. I am satisfied with the result.
