Tried a fast and loose doodlewash of something other than a building to practice, so today we’re going to Old Westport in Kansas City, Missouri. We’re joined by a mom and her daughter who decided to come along with us and admire a covered wagon replica which is crashed on some rocks under the sign there.
I normally sketch these the day prior to posting, but wasn’t feeling like finishing a sketch yesterday as it was rainy, windy and cold here. Something in the day just made me want to doodle since the wash was already being done with a vengeance by Mother Nature.
There was a huge downpour and Philippe had left a People Magazine on one of the chairs on the deck. I came home to find it in blown about in tattered rags and a papier-mâché Pope Francis on the side of our house.
I almost thought of taking a picture and posting that as a guest post for the day (it was actually a doodlewash). But a “Pieces of Pope” doodlewash bordered somewhere between inspiringly abstract and horribly irreverent. And sadly, Mother Nature could not be reached for a proper interview to get a better understanding of her compositional choices.
Yeah, that has nothing to do with this doodlewash at all, does it? Anyhoo, I sketched this lightning fast to see what would happen and this is what did. I used Cobalt Blue, Sap Green, Azo Green, Raw Umber, Pyroll Red, Neutral Tint, and a touch of Azo Yellow (for the little girl’s hair which I could have pulled off my wetting down and blotting Azo Green).
Before there was a Kansas City, there was a Westport, built along the Santa Fe Trail as an outfitting center for wagon trains heading west. This replica is in honor of that history and all three of the western trails – the California, the Oregon and the Santa Fe passed through town on this road.
Today as a part of Kansas City, Westport still manages to keep a bit of its own unique identity. There’s not much of the original frontier village left, as the area is now filled with shops, restaurants and bars. Most people visiting the many bars there, aren’t thinking much about the historical significance of this area. But if they stumble out in this direction, they’ll still be served up one old covered wagon… on the rocks.