At sketcher’s group today I skulked in the shade to sketch this clump of thistles only to find just a tiny piece of dark green the size of a cherry stone left in my box. Being soft pastels that didn’t last long and I found myself having to improvise to get the deeper tones on the thistles. I was close to a path and an inquisitive white poodle decided to inspect me before trotting on. At least I was not sitting on the ground where he could walk all over my sketch as one dog did whilst I sketched on the beach.
ritasspot, a blog about Hotham Park by it's Artist in Residence 