| The Fish Market

I am having a marvelous time in Syracusa. The fish market is gutsy and noisy and I love going early to watch the stocky tough fishermen unload their catch. Right now they come in with piles and piles of black prickly sea urchins. Well not black really, a deep indigo streaked with ribbons of viridian green seaweed. The guys sit on a crate and slice in half the urchin spooning out a brilliant orange roe into a small container, these they sell as a delicacy to pour over ‘spagetti vongole.’

My drawing…

SUdrawingThe drawing into color…

SUcolorAnd then, goes into the start of a painting.

SUpainting