Some people knit, some hike, some read, some play golf. I sketch. I sketch for pleasure, but I also sketch to connect with my surroundings and unwind. For those who are just beginning to sketch, it might not be that way for you yet, but give yourself a break. The first days of learning to ride a bike aren’t mindless, are they? But after you get the hang of it, you are able to take in your surroundings and the bike is part of the experience. So too with sketching.
My husband and I hit the golf course on Friday. The snow and ice haven’t been gone long, but it was warm and sunny and the leaves were just coming out. Lots of spring noises and smells. For the record, I don’t golf. I can’t remember the difference between a bogey and a birdie. It’s hard enough to keep track of the innings. I walk or ride along and sketch. It isn’t fair for the golfers to keep those awesome views to themselves.
The greens were quite yellow. I considered fiddling with them later to add variety, but I decided to opt for the freshness of the moment.
Why should golfers only see this view? This took less than five minutes, then I hurry and catch up to my husband while it dries.
I’ll never be a good golfer. I just don’t care enough. My husband, however, is all about making good shots and is much more serious about the whole process of getting that little white ball in the hole eighteen times in a row. Sometimes I will ride on the cart or walk the course with him and sketch. The only down side to this is I’m usually sketching when he makes a good drive. When he says, “How’d you like that?” I dumbly say, “What?” or “Oh, that was great!” whether I saw the shot or not.
While we were vacationing in Arizona earlier in November, we drove the “back nine” at Haven Golf Course together. Arizona has beautiful golf courses. Here are a few sketches. I sketched in pen then added watercolor later.
During our stay in Arizona, a sketching friend, Leslie, came to visit and we sketched for three days and had a wonderful time. You may see her sketches here on her fun blog.
"Two Putt" 8 x 8 oil
When we vacation in Arizona, my husband plays golf and I paint. Usually I drop him off at a course and I go find a place to paint. One morning the sun was sparkling on the grass and the players. It caught my attention, but the reason for painting this is the relationship between this man and the boy. It has a sparkle all its own.