But I made a painting.
I went to the cemetery but not really for cemetery stuff...there is landscape and there are clouds.
Also, I left my painting cap in Brooklyn. Probably because of the cold.
It didn't turn up in the lost and found so I know exactly where it is, hiding very well, and I'll go get it Tuesday.
I really love my painting cap and I want it back.
8x10 pastel on that wonderful dark gray Richeson sanded paper.
A little less than 2 hours.
I think the physical discomfort teaches me efficiency.
Several times during this painting I was ready to be done but the painting wasn't done talking so I kept on.
It always feels good when it is over.
I brought a lot of pastels. This is something I should really do more often.
My Yellowstone box is very large and requires my heavy-duty tripod, which is also large and heavy, but can possibly support Godzilla.
It is very sturdy and solid..