I like to paint on the beach as much as possible when in Florida. As sunset approaches, locals walk, bike or drive to the beaches just to watch the sun set. Then, just as quickly as they arrived, they pack up their gear and are headed out before it gets dark. I love watching it, being part of the nightly ritual, and painting it when I can. There is something magical about the rising and setting sun, and the thankfulness of it all. Painting number 5116 in 5116 days.
I found my way to the beach after a day spent at Starkey Park and Ranch with family. I would have loved to paint there, but it didn't work out. My family's schedule is often not my own. When I grabbed my easel out of the car, I realized I was missing the part that holds my panel. I retraced my steps along the beach, but high tide has totally changed it. I charged ahead to my painting with only a little light left before sunset. With every brushstroke, the day's stress melted away. Perhaps I'll find that part or maybe I'll buy some clamps. I have a spare at home, but that doesn't help me here. Painting number 5104 in 5104 days.
It was totally worth the drive through snow and ice to get to this beach and paint!! Oh sweet Florida!! That white bird to the right, behind my easel, was my constant companion this afternoon. This beautiful Great Egret is in his greening, which is represented by a green patch above his eyes, signifying breeding season. He walked right up to me and was very inquisitive about my gear. When I talked to him, he came closer. I was just ready to take a selfie with him over my shoulder when my Mom called! He stepped away a bit and the chance was lost. He waded along the coast and fished for his dinner while I painted another two from this spot. There is nothing as therapeutic as the beach for my soul! Painting number 5103 in 5103 days.
