I finally finally finally went out landscape painting. And it was a very beautiful day. It has been too long. No matter what I do in my art or how long it’s been, I always come back to this–my absolute favourite thing to paint is en-plein-air landscapes. There is nothing like it.
I drove out of town, past the pavement, to the end of the gravel, and there was still quite a bit of traffic on that little gravel road–even a bike rider. At first I was a bit worried about dust kicking up onto the painting, but I was pleasantly surprised that every vehicle that passed slowed right down and I had no problems. Two people even stopped to compliment me.
It took me a little while to get going, and I re-did the sky 3 times before I was in the zone, but then it all came back to me. Hopefully this is the start of a very productive summer of painting.