Last Saturday, I set out to capture the beauty of southeast Portland with watercolor.

First I tried a new pen, and discovered that it’s not waterproof.

Then I tried to evoke the creepy way that orange floodlights were hitting some dying plants and power lines with a sunset in the background, but I was sitting under an orange light at the time, so the colors came out all weird.

Then I warmed up with a Mexican mocha and laughed at myself pretty hard.
I’m keeping that pen in mind for ink washes, though…or for zombie-pocalypse comics…