Osage Orange

Oh my!  What a hard day's work I've had!  Too tired to haul another limb, I grab my small sketch bag from the car and start drawing!  I thought I had brown black ink in this pen, but I didn't.  So, I decided to add a bit of watercolor at the end.  I could only see a little color at last light, so this is minimal.  I love all the birdsong as night rolls in.  The frogs are beginning to sing now, too.  I love spring!  Painting number 2646 in 2646 days.

Winter Osage Orange

Dressed in layers, with a hot mug of tea at my side, I was toasty warm as I captured the icy landscape in oils!  The subtle color changes in the frozen pasture were a study in grays!  I first marked my scene with my brush - and realized I had not allowed my paints to thaw up in the house before heading out!  My white, which is thick anyway, was hard to move even with my stiffer brush!  I don't use mediums or turp, so with no way to thin the paint, I could only persist in the working of it, until it moved enough to fill the masses!  It worked out, it just took me longer than usual.  Now that I'm in the house, I see a couple of marks on that tree that should be tweeked.  Sometimes, I am SO mesmerized with my surroundings on site - I miss those little things!  What a gorgeous day!  Painting number 1861 inn 1861 days.