A Billion Fists: Death of the greedy are an inspiration.

Six watercolor attempts at a tree on a hill with a limited palette of ultramarine, yellow ocre, and sepia brown.

Trees are Cool and All, Yet a Challenge to Paint. And Fire Pokemon Perform Public Benefit.

Even with watercolor reference pictures to copy, things are a challenge to paint. This time, trees. "Slow-motion explosions toward the sky" one YouTube artist I follow describes them. The trick is to not let discouragement win and to keep practicing. Mistakes happen, it's how I learn, and I need to keep pulling up my big-boy pants and not crying about ugly results. And today's public service announcement: never get in the way of Pokemon on skateboards.

Three watercolor attempts at a scene looking down the street toward the ocean with houses on both sides and at the far end.

More Boring Boxes Sans Style. And a Supersonic Trebuchet Misfire

It's neat to see bits of progress with a hobby. Consistent work pays off. What's not easy is the patience. Great, so I can paint boxes a bit better and my brush, pigment, and water control slowly improves. I still don't have much of a style, nor are these very interesting. That's okay, because a supersonic trebuchet is interesting.

Three watercolor attempts of a bird bath from my yard.

Yard Bird Bath is not a Far Travel to Paint. Which is Nice for the Lazy.

As much as I'd like to take a day and go hike somewhere beautiful to paint, it's much easier and realistic to not do that. And that's okay. While I don't have a fancy marble fountain in my yard, the bird bath provided by a previous owner is a fine subject. And so are birthday parties.

Older woman with knitted scarf by a Scottish rocky and grassy hill, pen and dark graphite watercolor wash.

Bit by Bit the Lines and Washes Improve. And Let's Make Democracy Better!

Keep practicing the things I'm not good at because, well, how else am I supposed to suck less? It's neat to see progress. And continually humbling as I gain appreciation for the skill and technique of the artists out there who make things look effortless. Talent, sure. And thousands of hours of work. Never discount the work, effort.

A collage of three watercolor attempts of a beach-front mansion.

The Difference Between Millionaire and Billionaire Beach Properties Is Not That One Is Easier to Paint

I'm a fiend for the confident loose sketches of urban artists and watercolorists who can paint buildings and make them blend in with everything else. And it's going to take hundreds, thousands of practice attempts. Maybe, one day, I'll get smart about my process and more efficiently iterate on smaller details. No. That's silly talk. And two film students make a boom boom.

One attempt at a watercolor of an old mission style building with a tower and rounded corner end, with a back drop of poor neighborhood buildings.

Buildings Are Supposed to be Easy to Paint. They're Just Boxes.

I watched a tutorial that was supposed to transform my buildings from boring to better. It took a few tries and... slightly better? They're just boxes, how hard can this really be? It's wild how something that looks so easy requires a lot of practice when the easy doesn't come natural. Also, bulldozers are cool.

Two watercolor attempts at a Shetland countryside manor on a shoreline with a servants house extended off the main building. Giving up on this round. Slightly better than the previous ones I've tried.

Five Tries at a Scottish Seaside Scene in Watercolor, and No More Golf

Discouragement. It sucks the motivation right out of me. These five attempts at an old seaside manor were tough to do because I kept doing things that didn't produce the results I wanted. That's part of learning, right? I need to try and fail a lot. Fail repeatedly and hopefully learn from the mistakes. Also, a human in charge of capital golfs no more.

A couple of attempts at watercolor faces based on a video frame from the movie 'Better Off Dead' with Badger in his room with older, sexy women.

Faces Are Still a Challenge, Even with 'Better Off Dead' References

It gets easier to give myself room to play and not expect too much from what I try. And I sometimes use movies as sources of inspiration on what to practice, especially with faces which will remain a challenge for the foreseeable future.

Third attempt at a watercolor of a grazing pasture I pass by frequently. Picture taken in late summer. This version is pen and ink with watercolor where I went way too heavy on the watercolor and it ended up muted, muddy mess of greens.

Forgot the Body, a Watercolor of a Grazing Pasture

I pass by a beautiful grazing pasture with a small river frequently and, ever since taking up art, have wanted to paint it. This is my third attempt. I still have a lot of practice to do. Back to the original, did I intend to paint this pasture with the forethought it'd go on this site and be related with a story about wealthy death? No. And that's okay, too; my site, my rules.

Watercolor of a purple plant, about a foot tall with stem and leaves, sprouting out of a crack in the street.

Weeds Growing Out of Cracks in the Street Are Sometimes Neat. And a Data Center Tomb.

Sometimes I'll spy a weed growing out of the street and smile. That a seed found it's way to fertile ground and springs upward out of a concrete crack. Nature's rad. More rad than an expansive data center, even if its foundation contains a tomb.

A Billion Fists, where I imagine avarice has a price as I practice a craft.