Taking a break from the large serious paintings I kept myself busy on a chilly evening with little sketches rendered in very pale washes of watercolour.
This one reminds me of a fox spirit.... one of my obsessions.
In the morning a thick fog descended upon the town, shrouding it in a heavy veil of white. I saw a nice corrolation between it and my misty portraits.
I love all the gorgeous pastel architecture here, perhaps it's having more of an influence on me than I initally realised...