Or are they paintings?
I've been itching to do something with watercolours recently, so the other day when it was super sunny I pulled them out and sat out in the back yard in the grass, doing little paintings. I quickly realized (as I do every time I try to paint) that realism is not my forte, and I am more of an abstractionist. So I just played with the colours. When I brought them inside I decided to trace all of the shades with black pen, because in my world almost everything looks better with a black border. I kind of like how they turned out. They remind me of maps of imaginary places. This one is my favourite.