My oil paints are in my studio, my acrylics are in a barn in Vermont and I, now with the attention span of a fruit fly, am sequestered at home with gouache, watercolors, pastels, crayons, inks and, thankfully, paper. It’s been awhile since I’ve used these, and I am expecting a certain amount of pain growth. Let the good times roll.
Today I start with gouache. This is the traditional gouache that originally developed in France while the English developed watercolor. It is opaque, water-soluble, will rewet and has a flat finish. Like watercolor, it can be very portable.
My studio assistant is Alfie. I keep sitting in his favorite chair.


This painting has issues but I’ve got time. Uniquely for me, I’m working from memory (an absolutely gorgeous sunrise drive across the desert seared into my neurons) and a few very poor photos.