I painted this one today, beginning in the morning. It was one of those days where everything began going well. I knew exactly what the composition was going to be and it started to fall together quickly. Then, the remaining hour, I became hesitant yet anxious at the same time to wrap it up. I also was a bit rusty, as it had been 3 weeks since I last painted. Some of my hesitation was due to multiple garbage trucks going up and down the alley directly in front of me kicking up dust. It was also super windy. I thought these Beauport easels are rock solid in the wind, yet I had to literally catch it as it fell forward from the force of the winds. Anyway, I thought I'd post a photo of it at the scene, where I painted it. It's amazing how much the lift changes and will flip flop especially when you compare the light sides of the house. 16x20, oil.
