The meals at the villa in Montisi were.......
.....incredibly good. Thinking I needed a walk before tackling the endless courses of food, I decided to take a short walk. About a block away I ran into this glowing tower and got a little feverish with a painting attack.
I waited a polite amount of time before bolting from the dinner table and heading back with my paint kit. The streets are narrow so the only place to stand was on a darkened corner at the top of a stairway....well, my easel was at the top. I was on the first two steps down looking over the edge of my palette and reaching up to apply paint.
There was very little light. I had to remember where the colors were on the palette and mix them as best I could. What could I actually see on my panel? Here is an idea.
Really. Occasionally I could run down the stairs so there was more light on the panel but this was what it looked like most of the time. The car and background were complete mysteries.
When I got back I was pleasantly surprised by the result. With very little doctoring up this was what I got. Reminds me of a couple pieces I did in Mexico in similar circumstances that turned out well also. Wonder if I should always paint in the dark.....?