After Paris and Stockholm, Charleston is the loveliest city I've ever been to. I have a long history with this place, but it isn't until now, this visit, that I see Charleston with my clearest eyes. Painting and drawing are revelatory acts. It's raining today, so I couldn't finish two of the three sketches from yesterday, but here's one, the pineapple fountain at Waterfront Park.
I have a predilection for fountains, it seems!
Not able to sketch outside this morning, I went to the Charleston Museum to see an exhibit of seaweed specimens, both historical and contemporary. I was smitten with the shapes and sweep and colors of these exotic (to me) plants. The three pictured here were found in Charleston harbor, in the nineteenth century.
Technical note: the paper I'm working on is very long, 20 inches, when unfolded as below. I've had to crop the photograph of it in two, so it would fit Typepad width limitations.
Tomorrow, it's going to be sunny and warm, so I'll go to Magnolia Plantation. I'm staying in the elegant apartment of friends of mine, who've lent it to me for the week. I hope to make some sketches of its beautiful Charleston/French interior. So much yet to do!