Complete Guide to Watercolor Painting by Edgar A. Whitney, A.N.A, A.W.S
1974
Weight: 1.6 lbs
Method of Disposal: Donating
When I think about being a child at my grandparent's house there are a lot of things I think about. One of those things is meals. My grandmother would make something--spaghetti was a typical kid favorite--and my brother and I would drink milk out of tiny glasses with stars decorating the rims. There was a high chair in the corner with a blonde doll holding a gift in her hands. It was the same chair I had my first birthday and first cupcake in. On the walls were my grandfather's watercolors. He had painted trees, and I would often find myself asking him questions about them. He explained to me that in watercolor you did not really get the opportunity to erase and that you had to pay attention to each stroke. I was very impressed and when I got old enough to paint I promptly decided never to do watercolor. I bought oil paints and, though I loved the look of it, I realized it would take days to dry and by then all sorts of animal hair and dust would get stuck in the paint. My house was not oil paint conducive so I moved to acrylics. I have held onto this book and others like it thinking I might try my hand at watercolor one day, but I realize now that I probably won't. I will, however, still enjoy looking at my grandfather's paintings.
1974
Weight: 1.6 lbs
Method of Disposal: Donating
When I think about being a child at my grandparent's house there are a lot of things I think about. One of those things is meals. My grandmother would make something--spaghetti was a typical kid favorite--and my brother and I would drink milk out of tiny glasses with stars decorating the rims. There was a high chair in the corner with a blonde doll holding a gift in her hands. It was the same chair I had my first birthday and first cupcake in. On the walls were my grandfather's watercolors. He had painted trees, and I would often find myself asking him questions about them. He explained to me that in watercolor you did not really get the opportunity to erase and that you had to pay attention to each stroke. I was very impressed and when I got old enough to paint I promptly decided never to do watercolor. I bought oil paints and, though I loved the look of it, I realized it would take days to dry and by then all sorts of animal hair and dust would get stuck in the paint. My house was not oil paint conducive so I moved to acrylics. I have held onto this book and others like it thinking I might try my hand at watercolor one day, but I realize now that I probably won't. I will, however, still enjoy looking at my grandfather's paintings.
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