This morning, I painted my first souvenir. So much fun to set up a makeshift studio in front of two large windows overlooking the Atlantic, in a light-filled spacious room, on a sunny warm June morning, with a blank canvas in front of me and little to no idea of what I would paint.
I went with my impulse to capture from memory, and through the lens of impression, a scene from a sunset walk from last evening.
I used canvas board for the first time in ages. I like the water-color-like feel of this painting, and its feeling like a sketch.
I've signed it, named it. But, really, I don't know if it will stand as is or if I will return to it.
I do love painting as a way to take a vacation right into my body and then back out again.
|establishing the bones, work in progress|