Monday, July 27, 2015

Summer Sketching: Rail Bridge

Iowa is a remarkable place!  Misunderstood and underestimated, like fine wine, she is an acquired taste.  I think the reputation of her winters dominates people understanding of Iowa, and that brutal reputation is well-deserved.  However, Iowa truly shines in the warmer months.

When I first came here more than 10 years ago I was rendered speechless by the intense, almost blinding green of the summer months.  But it is the evening twilight that is the hidden secret.  Still warm air that is literally glittering with the twinkle of lighten-bugs.  I stupidly thought for most of my life that a fire-fly was a mystical creature, much like unicorns.  Then one night I saw them for the first time and was simply gobsmacked by their beauty.  I can only say that they have to be seen to be believed.

Iowa also contains perhaps the cream of American's storybook scenes and beautiful bridges, (Think, "The Bridges of Madison County" and "Field of Dreams", yep, both Iowa).  Cedar Falls is no different.  The Cedar River runs right through the center of town and the many bridges that connect it's north shore to the south are begging for sketching.  This little sketch was done from behind the Ice House Museum, looking east toward the rail bridge,just below the weir. It is watercolor, watercolor pencil and white ink.

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