Orders are coming in, and prints are going out. I am delighted with the faithful reproduction I'm seeing. Its very hard to reproduce watercolours due to the subtle tonal changes. And I'm finding it hard to distinguish these from actual watercolours. Partly because they are Giclée prints which means they have an archival durability at exhibition quality and because they are same-size reproductions (actually, a little larger) so fidelity is maintained. This makes sharing them even more delightful as they can be framed and hung as if originals.
I remember as a child, being fascinated by the names on those tiny tubes of watercolour paint. Somehow mystical associations came up for me. Half squeezed and wrinkled or brand new and swollen, I would read the labels pasted on the front as if they were some sort of secret insight into my father's magic. Rose Madder, Sap Green, Cerulean Blue... It is, in fact an alchemical thing, this painting process. Now, well into his future, seeing the dry pigment sitting on the thick paper it seems more than just a picturesque depiction of the world. With the passing of time, these watercolours are paradoxically embedded with both mystery and insight at the same time.