Painting “en plein air” has become a big part of my life over the past couple of years, in fact I think it is addictive!
We have been blessed with a long and beautiful spring, and I am very glad to have experienced it at close hand during several enjoyable painting excursions over the past month.
At a nearby conservation area, the waterfall was in full flow and the viewing platform at its base was empty, so we were able to paint happily without interruption, because it was early in the season.
At the wilder end of an urban park, everything seemed newly-washed in the morning light by the creek, with electric yellow-green buds of leaves on the trees glowing against the dark bark. I love this neon colour of the trees in early spring — it seems to me to be life straining to burst forth.
Another day was…
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