Joyful Saturday

Joyful Saturday

Gorgeous light and hours to play today…paint flowed with a casual ease. It’s joyful and unexpected, time like this on a weekend. So I held it tight, absorbed the feeling and made the most of this beautiful afternoon.

There’s a comfort and warmth in this one…maybe it’s in her pose. I don’t often reach for pink, and you can see I began to slide into my favorite blue…my mind just takes me there. I like the line work around the hem of her dress and I could easily get lost in the folds, the details of pin tucks and shading. I’d like to think she’s finished, I signed her after all, but I keep adding ink…a little bit here and there.

You’ll just have to imagine the smile:)

Original Ink and Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel

Anchored In a Daydream ~

Anchored In a Daydream ~

A wistful photograph floated my way on Pinterest and I was instantly drawn to it, the feel of the image…the mood created. And of course, it’s only natural considering how I feel about the sea and ocean rocks and all things pulled by tide and time. Inspired, I sketched her quickly in pencil, added detail in ink and let the watercolor flow as it does best. I like that there is a sense of contentment in the pose…of being one with saltwater, anchored in a daydream…at peace with the waiting ~

Original Pencil, Ink and Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel



The ice storm rolled in two nights ago, coating the trees in what seemed a sheen of glass. Gorgeous, to see branches dripping with ice; ice crackled over limbs, encasing the few remaining leaves, pods and frozen buds. I woke early, wanting to get closer, to try to capture the sculptural beauty. I thought my window of time to photograph would be short, the air, warmer than expected and I could hear the beginnings of the melting… But to my surprise, the day turned colder, more rain fell, more ice, different formations appeared…and I felt lucky to again be within it, immersed in the stillness and the quiet cold that ice brings…

In the earliest hours of this morning, snow gently fell. It coated the ice, softly so… When daylight arrived, again, I wandered out in it in, searching…seeking the beautiful. I wanted the comfort of nature around me, and I soon found it. A still life from Sunday’s dusting of snow, so close to my heart, now glistened under snowfall … and snowflakes landed in my eyelashes as I stood beneath the dogwood tree, looking up, immersed in a tangled maze of branches

In the afternoon, the clouds moved on, the sky lightened and the most glorious light appeared. It reflected a pure white light into my studio, filling it with energy anew. I painted then… new designs that have only been sketches until today. Always a thrill…the beginning of a new collection, organic and natural, a softness to the lines and watercolor wash. Paint flowed, music played a gentle beat… and my mind drifted away, happy in its reverie, immersed in the colors of contentment ~

Paint September ~ Day 25 ~ Where She Belongs

Paint September ~ Day 25 ~ Where She Belongs

Somewhere out beyond the blue where salty sea meets sky…

And… a late addition to the post;)

A Twitter Haiku, that floated  my way by my twitter friend, Robert Moore, @medialabrat. Ok, truth is I put him on the spot but I think he liked it;)

Fifty shades of grey

deflect attention from my

color filled center :)


Original Watercolor and Ink ~ ©Michelle Rummel