A perfect morning would be… awaken at a decent hour perhaps sometime between 7 and 7:30, wash up, grab a cup of coffee, a watercolour palette, pen, brushes, paper and a large tub of water. Sit out on the patio beneath a sky of cerulean blue and accompanied by the singing of birds, paint. Bliss. And lucky me, this was my morning.
Here is the result. I sketched the birds in ink then watercoloured them. They are painted on 4.5″ x 6.75″ rives paper.
I hope you enjoyed your morning as much as I did mine.