Had a super time this weekend riding around the countryside looking. I am fortunate to have artist friends who need company, an accomplice for restocking art at a gallery that is a long way from civilization, or the type of civilization that most of us have come to expect.
The day was clear, the sky the color of blue memories are made of. The sun bright and gentle. I am rejuvenated, and aching to tell of my impressions of that day using the language of paint.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Rural Splendor
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
Sounds relaxing and quite enjoyable.
Great impressions.
Harriett,
I, too, am eager to paint what we saw that day. These days I'm up to my ears in paperwork.
Post a Comment