The leaves, however, are even better! They reflect the sky and the flowers; these ones begged for the laying in of Prussian blue glazes. And they forced me to learn how to paint water droplets. My father bought a print when I was a child; the artist had painted a rose with a perfect droplet beside it and Dad endlessly admired that detail. As a result, I felt daunted at the prospect of trying one. It turns out that a drop of water has two predictable characteristics: it casts a shadow, and it always has a spot or two of reflected light, as your pupil does. And while a droplet tends to be rounded or globular, its shape is ultimately determined by its circumstance, as in the case of the upside-down heart in the upper right.
I remember trying to bring waterlilies home, always failing and feeling like an assassin. This is much better.