I remember putting the first blob of yellow on the paper. Don't ask me which yellow. Several shades of yellow came in my watercolor tube set. As I was saying, I started with a blob of yellow and the picture just grew, until I stopped. After the paint dried, I took my fine tip drawing pen (I have several pens ranging in size .01 - .07 microns) to outline some of the aspects of the picture. Then I looked at it and went through my notes on Quinary Poetry. I decided upon the words, signed and dated it and voila, it was finished.
When I look at this painting, sometimes I think I see a pear or some exotic fruit. It makes me think about all those "How to Watercolor Books," where you follow the step-by-step photos. I have yet to sit down with the intention of painting a still life of fruit. Knowing me, I would become very frustrated.
Other times I look at this same picture, I see oversized tear drops. Actually, if I were to acknowledge a theme in some of my pictures, I would say it is the tear drop shape. In this painting, the little tear drop in the upper right corner is emulating the big tear drop. Lately, I have been questioning my own parenting methods. Like many other parents, I hope that my child would emulate the best of the best of me and figure out how to filter out the not so good stuff.

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