I loved the vintage charm of this brick building, especially when viewed from up in the vineyard. Standing in the full sun with my ink pens and water brushpens in my pocket, I started to sketch. As I worked, hikers along the trail to the hilltop visited with me. Serenaded by meadow larks with the prairie behind me, I composed my lines and added a little water. The wide open vista beyond makes one feel very small in this vast space. Who knew I would love these wide, open spaces? Painting number 1983 in 1983 days.
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