When I set up this morning it was the shadows and contrast that intrigued me. I’ve painted enough palms in the last few weeks to finally have the hang of their shapes and fronds. That’s the Gulf of Mexico beyond the old pier, where it’s too dangerous to swim due to the riptides. 12X12” on archival board.
I’m about bowled over today at 16 knots. The clouds are scuttling across the bright sky and my umbrella wants to fly away. What can I say - enjoying every minute? Getting used to these new paints and how quickly they dry in the wind.