Watercolor
Artist Iain Stewart shares his therapeutic process of recording his days in sketchbooks.
Ill tell you what, starts my wife Noelle. I bet you cant sketch that view before I finish this glass of wine. She gives me that mischievous grin of hers as she takes a sip. Its June in Paris, and beads of condensation drip down the stem of the glass. I look at my unopened sketch bag. The odds arent good. I begin to stammer some excusebut then I stop and grab my gear. Youre on, babe.
This article originally appeared in Watercolor Artist, June 2019 issue.…