With a prompt of “sparkling” today, I just couldn’t pass up a chance to pay homage to my favorite drink of all – the one with bubbles in it. I do love sparkling water and prefer lime to lemon, but also love a good champagne toast as well. That said, as a kid I used to be a huge fan of soda pop, but these days I don’t really care for it. Perhaps it’s just a bit too much of everything for me now. There’s something incredible about bubbles and a bit of fruit to change ordinary water into a little celebration. A few days ago, I was excited to find several bottle of Perrier in the garage. It was one of those Costco purchases where the idea of buying 24 bottles of the stuff suddenly seemed like a perfectly sensible idea. The problem was, our refrigerator wasn’t meant to house that many bottles and after lugging them up a few bottles at a time, I soon grew tired of it and forgot about them. Finding them again was like finding gold, only to discover they’d all gone flat, completely bubble-free, and had to be poured out and recycled. I told myself that these were the “free” bottles because the amazing deal I had gotten, but in truth it was just wasteful and I should really join a Costco lover’s anonymous group.
I’m not sure a group like that even exists, but it probably should. There’s just something amazing about buying oversized versions of the things you love most. The gleeful gluttony I experience walking through the aisles of Costco is second only to walking through an art store. Being surrounded by hundreds of art supplies you could never possibly use properly in a lifetime is a thrilling experience. Even though I don’t paint in oil or acrylic, that only really takes out a quarter of the store and the rest is still a virtual wonderland. When I was younger, I would buy sketchbooks that I simply had to have in the moment. I would scrawl something on the first few pages and then the sketchbook would sit there forlornly, abandoned like a dog in the pound. These days, it feels rather nice to have a large stack of sketchbooks that are completely filled. Looking back, I guess I never thought it was even possible to fill them up like that. Now, I’ve built of little tower that’s become a trophy of my determination.
There are many things in life that I love, but few have ever compared to my love affair with watercolor. It’s opened doors for me and inspired me to regularly do my other favorite things of sketching and writing. For years, I’ve wanted to write and illustrate and yet never quite managed to do it consistently. Thanks to watercolor, I’m now doing both daily and have written the word equivalent of around 8 novels. Rambling stories indeed and they would be a bit bizarre were they ever woven together into even one, but still a wonderful exercise in practicing something I enjoy. And one day, I’ll put it all together into a much larger concept than our little cookbook that Philippe and I published. But that’s some time away and it’s still nice to have created something of substance along the journey. For now, I’m quite content to enjoy my little time each evening, just before dinner, when I can sit down and relax into a world of line and color. It’s a moment that I cherish each and every day as I dip my brush, like it’s the very first time, imagining a curious magic in that glass of sparkling water.
About the Doodlewash
Da Vinci Paint Co.: Nickel Azo Yellow, Leaf Green, Terra Cotta, Cobalt Turquoise and Cobalt Blue . Lamy Al-Star Safari Fountain Pen with sepia ink in an A5 Hahnemühle Watercolour Book. Want to purchase a print of this doodlewash? Send me a note with a link to this post, and I’ll add it to my shop!