Familiarity breeds liking

This isn't the kind of building I usually paint, I know.

This 1960s housing tower is just across the road from my bedroom window. At first I hated it, especially in the winter when the bare trees didn't hide it.

But over time, looking out of the window, I started to like it. And then I thought I'd try to paint it. By drawing, you appreciate the intention of the architect. The lay-out of the windows, contrasts in textures and colours, the geometry of it.

Maybe I should start a new series of urban watercolours?