The Dancing Lady

In high-school, I would often go to Nirvana Park late at night after work. I was going through a really difficult time, and staring at the dancing lady was the only thing that would pause the pain. I would sit on the rocks by the lake and just stare at her till midnight. When I lived in Anchorage and Oklahoma, I would often close my eyes and imagine I was at Nirvana when life got unbearable. Nothings beats how beautiful and healing Cordova can be. I’m glad to be back home.

Where or who do you think of when you need to escape? 

Paper
Fluid 100 Cold Press 6" x 8" 300lb/640gsm

Brushes
Raphael Precision Martre Imitation Sable 8
Isabey N4
Princeton Mini-detailer Round 2
Princeton Aqua Elite Round 0

Watercolor
Daniel Smith Extra Fine Watercolors: French Ultramarine, Hansa Yellow Light, Burnt Umber, Chinese White, Neutral Tint
Coliro Pearl Color: Blue Pearl

Credits
Artist: Shulammite Reece
Reference photo taken by artist