Last weekend I went for a leisurely walk along my river. There are those, of course, who would point out that I don’t own the river, but I always call it ‘my river.’ Actually it’s the Riviere St. Charles, which is the backbone of a very long, unevenly developed park that runs through Quebec City. I’m just lucky enough to live within a five minute walk of ‘my river’ and I spend a lot of time walking along it.
When I got to my river on Sunday I found a lot of other people using it. Seems I was in the midst of the St. Charles River Walk as there were lots and lots of people, each sporting a number pinned to their stomachs, who were participating in the event.
As I walked I realized that the end point for the walk was in a park that’s just south of the bridge near my house so I headed there, figuing there might be something fun to sketch. I grabbed a bench and did the sketch you see here.
I tried something new, for me. I made a few organizational marks with pencil and then started adding blotches of color. Ink lines came later. I felt like a fish out of water as my watercolor abilities are very limited, but it was still fun.