Friday, April 10, 2020
Wild Mustard in Bloom
As I began my outdoor chores this morning, I noticed something had changed. The radiant wild mustard had started to bloom! Sweeping across the meadow like a yellow carpet, I knew I would be painting this when I finished my work. Hauling limbs to a nearby burn pile, I kept an eye on the mustard. Once a painting starts forming in my mind, it doesn't matter what else I'm working on, I am already painting in my mind. By the time I got to the panel, the paint flowed from my brush. So much of the feeling of a place pours right into the painting en plein air. What a gorgeous day to paint. Painting number 2654 in 2654 days.
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Lovely, once again!
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