This morning I decided to rattle off a quick watercolour, it was another standing stone painting to go with a short story I had in mind. So, after splashing some paint about for a while I decided to write the text to go with it…. in hindsight I should have made a few notes as to what the story was about other than a bloke standing with a flaming torch in front of a large standing stone at night. Maybe the story will come back to me when I least expect it, or perhaps it’s really better lost for good anyway π
A3 watercolour