Another week without the company of our dear child: Conchy ... BUAHHHHHHH!
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Life continues and we must continue to lower our little jobs.
First, I present the Evil Pirate Boniface, who met in Britain each year and that gives me a treasure in a chest, burying in my garden and my grandchildren have to find by following the instructions usually left under the door . To follow this issue, who are interested can see it in my blog .
This is the treasure map:
not look because I have found!
This sketch is a small passage where once the stables and carriages came within a apple. It is tight and inside is a company that rents bikes to tourists and are zillions of thousand at a time and put their bikes. Certainly what you see peaceful ... because none of that! I suddenly invaded the alley with bicycle. I finished as I could and left.
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This other view of a modern building, I did while waiting for other friends on a Wednesday we went out to paint. Pictorially not pretty, but I draw ocuríó.
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The last week of April I was in Calella de Palafrugell and as there Tramontana (north wind was very strong), I decided to draw it in widescreen without knowing how I was going to be waves. I was wrong. At least it shows that the sea is busy.
This other view of a modern building, I did while waiting for other friends on a Wednesday we went out to paint. Pictorially not pretty, but I draw ocuríó.
The last week of April I was in Calella de Palafrugell and as there Tramontana (north wind was very strong), I decided to draw it in widescreen without knowing how I was going to be waves. I was wrong. At least it shows that the sea is busy.
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This is a view nondescript, but my wife made me wait in that place and to ease the wait, I started to draw. There is nothing special.
In Barcelona, \u200b\u200bthe Hospital of Santa Cruz and San Pablo, there are some very beautiful places, where I was one day. Here is the Institute of Catalan Studies. Very quiet place to draw.
library. My wife and grandson.
Finally I failed in this watercolor and wet.
When I was in Calella de Palafrugell, in the storm I painted the sea in an area where the waves broke. I went so I left something wet.
had painted a wave through a picture, but never live and I got this churro. Sometimes they saw the rocks and other were completely covered by a huge wave and foam about. I found myself unable to paint.
That was what came out.
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