watercolors

An sms-convo late, late last night resulted in me waking up today morning with a very graphic image of sunset on a beach with a hammock. I lay in bed for a while, looking at the image in my mind. But then, I just had to get up and grab something for me to draw it. I found a sketchbook in my watercolor set, got back into bed and tried to put down on paper what I had seen. Later on, I turned the sketch into a little watercolor painting. I'm happy with everything but the hammock. Who knew they were such a bitch to paint?

But man, does artistic expression feel good or what.