summer in all its glory
I've just returned from fifteen days of painting on two islands in the middle of Penobscot Bay. My easel was very happy being out in the wild (see photo below), and holy mackerel so was I. Some days were gray, which I love (painting the muted colors of fog and rain is often a welcome break from blue skies), and some were sunny and hot. I spent the first week alone in a little cabin, and the second week among friends old and new, in a beautiful galleon of a summer house. The experiences I had in both places will resonate in my life and paintings for years to come. Happy summer, everyone.
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