Somewhere, in my childhood, a teacher chided us like that. So indeed, Grand Central Station is usually filled with noisy crowds.
I’m working from a photo I took when the station wasn’t that crowded…..a Saturday morning.
Grand Central Station is mostly marble and stone. So, one tends to think in terms of grays, and whites, and an occasional gold highlight blinking off the handrails. However, when I printed this picture out…and really, really looked at it, I realized it was a watercolor-like combination of overlapping lavenders, pinks and corals….and a little soft blue. I never, never, thought of Grand Central that way. So, my intention is to duplicate that feeling…while kind of wishing I was a watercolor artist instead.
Here’s the WIP:
It’s somewhat askew, part the fault of the photo, part my drawing. I’ll need to fix that up. Right now, I’m leaving the young woman blank…..don’t know how to fit her into the color scheme yet.
I know I’ve been absent for a while…a lot going on in my non-art personal life. A new job, and learning the tasks always drains my focus. A high-school reunion. And many people and animals who need healing.
It’s good to be back on track again.