I have passed this spot so many times, and have seen it in all seasons, but on this day it seemed especially magical. The hills were so blue and the solid shapes of the masses gave it a dignified simplicity.
There is something exhilarating about painting – the whole creative process, the learnings and the discoveries, and always – the challenges. I started painting in watercolour when the children were leaving home. A few years later, my artist mother suggested oils, and it has become a passion. I share my journey with this blog as I stretch myself with the exhuberant intention of painting daily.