"There Were No Trees", 15 x 19, pastel on self sanded mat board.
I haven't posted anything since April. Why is that? Well, my classes ended in early April and hubby and I took to the road for an r and r holiday to Las Vegas but darn it, we just missed the plein air convention by a day not that I paint in plein air. I never took a liking to it. Don't like the standing still for too long when I'm outdoors. I love to hike and keep moving until I'm forced to stop for a beautiful site, one that really grabs me for a time. Camera handy, I snap away. And so it goes. It's not that I haven't tried to paint outdoors. I have and when I did, I found that the scene changes on me, shadows move, light changes, weather changes which not only frustrates me but makes me want to forget the whole thing and take a nap. I love my studio where I don't get bitten, or have a rattle snake slither by in the grasses near me or a bear for that matter. Also, I don't get sunburned in the studio. I could go on and on but I'm beginning to bore myself so I will end with saying that I don't have any insect DNA on this painting which, I am proud to say, was done completely and unabashedly in my studio.