As we drove East on Route 64 toward the Atlantic Ocean, we were blinded by the rising sun.
The reflection of light off the white paper of the sketchbook made it impossible to see the color as I brushed it onto the paper. The experience was the opposite extreme of painting musicians in the darkness of pubs at the Blues Jams.
sketchbook drawing: watercolor painted en plein air, en route. Watercolor brush and limited palette of watercolor in Altoid Tin.