Not one, not two but three colours. Three. Count’em.

The first time I cut the sepia layer, with the trees and building outline, I cut it the wrong way round so it didn’t line up with the building wall. There were tears and some world-class sulking.

The sky was not just a clear blue but with no variation like a blue blind pulled down as a backdrop. In the UK even what I’d describe as a clear blue sky has such variation even if it’s only slight streaks of deeper or lighter colour rather than clouds.

The print is based on a photo from the Gals get Middle-aged in Morocco Tour, 2016.

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