Plein air has its limitations. It is a bitter -19 celsius degrees today with the wind chill, so I painted indoors this afternoon from the window. When I finished, the snow turned orange with light of the setting sun.
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.
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This is exactly how I see the driveway. It transports me home.
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