On a cold, rainy, windy, sleety, snowy day last week I found myself painting with two good friends in the Swauk Valley, trying to push and pull Spring into existence. This rather bucolic looking painting doesn't really give you a hint about numb fingers and handwarmers.
And yet it was so nice to be outdoors pushing paint around and making cold leaden skies look at least a little interesting. At first I didn't like this painting and was going to scrape it....but my hands were too cold. Now, at home and with a few corrections it does seem like an inviting place. I'll post another from that day tomorrow.
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