Here is my morning painting at the north end. I'll probably work it a bit when I get home. A tepid Guy Rose:
And here is the afternoon painting, at China Cove:
Not crazy about it but the water did captivate me. It was so aquamarine. I thought there was enough there to build a painting out of but came to the conclusion there was not. So I stopped working on it. As Greg LaRock has been known to say, "Sure it's pretty, but is it a painting?" My wife says something similar to me all the time.
"Ooooh, look, shiny!" (And I start another painting without asking myself that important question)
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Tomorrow I go up to Moss Landing, north of Carmel, to paint commercial fishing boats at dock in the morning. Then I meet my hostess for the Los Gatos plein air festival, which begins next Wednesday. Next time I pull out the easel I 'll try to remember to ask myself if what I am looking at really is a painting . . .
Thomas
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