I really don't know, but the way these two words flow into each other creates a very warm feeling in my chest.
I haven't watched a happy movie in a long time; I think I'm due for one soon before I start waxing existentialism.
This theme was sort of a going-back-to-your-roots situation for me. Sort of like self-therapy. It was so beautiful today, the sky such an honest, airy cobalt blue and the trees all frosted in pink and bloom that I bought a set of watercolors and more brushes and just painted for a while, playing with the colors in the sun.
watercolor. 16x20
So what is 'slyly, touchingly'? I haven't had that kind of experience yet. I'm not sure everyone does. I think it must be precious. Maybe like that half-awake state you're in the morning after, when you're uncertain but still so safe in your world. Insulated before the storm.
I think the person can be sly but the situation touching. Something memorable and ephemeral but not wholly complete. Holding back just a little.
This piece is semi-simple. More shy and touching than sly and touching. I dabbled with pencil, broke out the watercolors and went over in ballpoint. Conventional, safe but touching. A bit ironic. Sort of like that morning after.
(close-up)
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