Though a few days have passed, I still find myself lost in wonder, flooded with residual memories of the Edom Festival of the Arts. The weather was perfect, with mornings beginning in the low 70′s, and plenty of sunshine taking temperatures up into the upper 80′s. Midway through the first day, I turned around, and was caught by surprise at the sight of this tree behind my booth, flooded with color and light. I think I felt a tinge of what the French Impressionists experienced–that impulse that drove them outdoors with their easels to paint en plein air. I set up my own Winsor & Newton easel and went to work, completing this on the first day of the activities.
Painting out in the open, in public view, also affords conversations with curious onlookers, and thus opens up avenues for new friendships. I was enriched by that as well. The temperatures are falling in Texas. We reached the fifties this morning, and my Man Cave is cooling considerably this evening, with winds coming through the open door. I’m anticipating some rewarding ventures en plein air as our autumn runs its course.
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