Sunday, July 22, 2012

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Kill Devil Hills has a secret, and even though most tourists and some locals don't know about it, I do, and I'm willing to share. It is about a sweet spot, a land of dappled sunlight and shade, a place Renoir would have found inspiring.

Even on the hottest days of summer, a cool breeze weaves around you, inviting you to sit down and listen to the frogs tease each other with promises. This secret place is tucked right behind the busy bypass, across the street from the Wright Brothers monument. What's this oasis called you ask? Aviation Park, though to me that name sounds too harsh, too paved over for this little gem of a landscape.


 This park has become another one of my favorite places to sketch and contemplate the seasons. Magnificent tree sculptures are plentiful in shade or sun for whichever mood I'm in. I've watched egrets and herons fishing for breakfast and turtles drifting in and out of the water shadows, playing their version of the shell game. Bird songs intermingle and wings flit about in the hedgerow alongside the path that circles the pond.

When you've had enough serenity, take a walk on the shaded paths over to the butterfly garden where Red Admirals and Painted Ladies dine on crimson colored flowers while the blossom heads of Queen Anne's Lace hula with the wind. Benches are scattered throughout the park where one can sit and read, meditate, make a grocery list or pull out a sketchbook and draw to your heart's content.

Hope to see you there!








These sketches were done with a Prang watercolor set which uses a semi-moist formula resulting in brilliant color, General's Sketch and Wash pencil (when you add water it turns the graphite into a lovely wash that sets permanently, no smudging), and Faber Castell Pitt artist pens.






"Sometimes I have a terrible need of, shall I say the word, religion. Then I go out at night and paint the stars"  
                                                            - Vincent Van Gogh

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