My third grade art teacher gave to me my first set of soft pastels when I was 8 years old, and I ended up hanging onto that box until I was nearly 30. Over the years I’ve moved through phases of working with other media, but whenever I did it always felt like straying from the path I needed to follow. Of all the pigment vehicles I dabbled in, painting with watercolor fascinated me the most, primarily because I was horrible at it having already become completely acclimated to the use of pastels. Nonetheless, every couple of years I’d give it another go just to see if I could take it somewhere, and this time I am coming at it from a slightly different angle.
I finally had a chance to test out the set of Caran d’Ache water soluble pencils I picked up a few weeks ago, and halfway through the sketch, once I started to get the hang of working with them and relaxed a bit, I really liked what was happening on the paper. My love for graphite just stumbled into a new dimension that with a little luck will serve as a bridge.