Watercolor is such a tricky medium. It represents poetry to me....economy of stroke, less is more, and an underlying grasp of drawing. Sometimes it is too easy to tip-toe.....to use light stroke after light stroke after light stroke, all done in a bit of fear. This sometimes results in a light, cheery, sparkling watercolor painting. Sometimes it results in anemia, a painting that is afraid to be. I try to pay attention to my intuition..... I know that I prefer bolder watercolors that can be read from a distance. I admire the lighter ones. I just don't seem satisfied myself when that happens. Alas and alack.....a lesson in what I am and what I wish to be. The painting "Paintbrush" resulted in class when our goal was to attempt a dark background.....FIRST. This boldness from the beginning set the tone for the rest of the process. I am pleased with the result.