Day 456 "Liberty Grille Coaster" lunch date

Today was the last day of my winter vacation; school begins again tomorrow.  It was a lovely, restful day including a walk through Hingham Village to The Liberty Grille for a leisurely lunch. I drew on both sides of my coaster, and painted them later at home.  Sweet spot, nice day, brisk walk to and from.  Back to work tomorrow.
This is my 456th daily drawing.  Thank you for your continued interest.   

Daily Drawing 413 "Liberty in the Morning" 5 x 8 ink&watercolor

While my husband ran book group at our church this morning, I opted for some art-in-the-car time instead. This lovely antique building is The Liberty Grille, a nice pub and local restaurant.  I like its slightly crooked lines and the proportions of its windows to walls.   A little research showed me the building originated in 1722.  You can read more about the building through this Hingham Historical Society link.  There was nice, soft light this morning, and quiet streets, as a few people crossed here and there for breakfast dates.  
This is my four hundred thirteenth daily drawing.  Thank you for your continued interest.  

"I know this tree!" - The Joy of Connecting Threads

 

















My husband and I were grabbing a bite in a local pub last week.  I looked out the window and thought.. "I know that tree!"  I think the complete thought is "I know that tree in that context with water behind it and its relationship to the other pines around it." Then remembered that I had made this watercolor sketch of it from another angle last summer.  I find it a great joy that images can be imprinted on my brain in this way.  The memory/relationship/association comes forward and I get a chance to explore a memory, usually involving other senses besides sight.  This memory and imprint was only a year old, but I have had images/memories jump forward from decades ago because something I see bumps a dusty corner of my brain.  I wrote about a few other examples here, here, and here... the first involving a 300 year old house near the home of my youth, another involving a color palette one of my students used in her still life and a John Alexander White painting, and another involving some quiet snowy trees and a favorite childhood book.  When cognitive threads connect, I rejoice.
How about you?