Sharpie and watercolor in my sketchbook. Working on different papers really effects the way I put the paint down. And, of course, a quick doodle can be a lot looser than trying to paint from life. Perhaps I should paint from life, but let the colors bleed.
This morning Ellie found the hosta leaf lying in the living room. I showed her my painting and when we held the two next to each other, I noticed my drawing was the exact size and shape of the actual leaf. It looks as though I could have traced it, but I didn't.