...I continued painting into early Saturday morning, stopping to video my progress. I wish I could show you the next installment, but for some reason I can't figure out how. I keep getting an error message when I try to upload it to my blog. So, I guess I'll have to skip it. Next in time sequence is the video below:
I suppose you can hear the fatigue in my voice. By 5 AM, I was back in bed, having got a good start on two new paintings I hadn't dreamed of when I lay down the night before. A few hours later, I was back up and ready to continue painting.
Right now, it's time for me to get ready to go to my sister Phyl's wake. Tomorrow is the funeral, so I won't be blogging--or painting--for a while. Carpe diem.
I love painting outdoors--or en plein air, as the French would say. Maybe because I'm near-sighted, I see the world much as the Impressionists did. Whether that is really true or not, my paintings of the natural world reflect my delight in color and light.