Last night, I got in a quick painting and many insects died for the cause. They insisted on landing on the paint, on the canvas and on me. All choices were sadly ... fatal. The birds at this camp spot are scavengers and I'm waiting for one to swoop down and pick up a pastel thinking it's a cheeto. Let you know how that goes.
This morning I set up to paint along the Yampa River and guess what I saw? A big yellow duck, and a swan and a unicorn. Seriously. You see the craziest thing when you get out of the house.
Along the Yampa 12x12 oil
I haven't pulled out the oil paints for awhile so here's hoping I remember how to use them this week!
First came the swan and rubber ducky - grandpa was in the swan.
The best kind of tailgating!
Then the darn cloud storms moved in ...
Here's the Unicorn floating on by
Some watercolor sketches of wildflowers that I did over the July 4th weekend
Indian paintbrush at North Supply Trailhead in Grand County
Just working on design for this - obviously not accuracy