Day two hundred and seventeen: After several days of black and white pencil sketches, when I pondered what I should draw today, the first thing that came to mind was COLOR. Then I remembered what I have been calling my favorite beach in the world: the stretch of sand between Carate and the Corcovado National Forest in Cost Rica. Big, crashing Pacific waves, almost no people, and the promise of scarlet macaws. This oil pastel sketch is based on a photo I took there at the crack of dawn on what promised to be a hot and humid tropical day. I love the way the sun blazes over the trees and transforms the rain forest mists and ocean haze into a splendid burst of color.
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