Feeling the trees with ink and light.
Brushes and skewers, are used lightly softly.
The black ink diluted in many tones, plays upon the dampened paper.
Trees in Ink
You never know, just what may come about, what may emerge.
A surprise each time.
Many surprises are wonderful.
And many are also oops and border right on the cusp of utter disaster.
But I try to give the positive experience, that creative moment at hand, my entire focus.
And disregard the negatives.