"You can do anything; it's a painting."
-Teague McMillan, age 9, in Venice, Italy, May 2014
I always hear the voice of Grandson Teague when I paint. -Bruce
-Teague McMillan, age 9, in Venice, Italy, May 2014
I always hear the voice of Grandson Teague when I paint. -Bruce
Likin' Lichens in the Sun
on the rocks on Buðey Island in Bjarneyjar, Iceland
on July 16, 2014, sketched plein air on July 16, 20147" x 5", Winsor & Newton watercolors, on 140 lb.
Fabriano Artistico cold press fine grain 100% cotton watercolor paper
unframed, sold framed, $100 plus $5.50 sales tax plus $10 shipping
Island Sun
It was a gray rainy day when I painted while sitting on a rock,
some open sky in the distance but solid gray elsewhere,
this photo taken from where I was painting.
I painted imagining the sun . . .
and then . . .
some open sky in the distance but solid gray elsewhere,
this photo taken from where I was painting.
I painted imagining the sun . . .
and then . . .
Voilà, four minutes of sun through a hole in the clouds.
Look at that! A sunny day out here is rich time.
In the four-minute sun,
common eider ducks swam by with the tide high
between Buðey and Höfði, again taken from the rock
I was sitting on with my point and shoot camera.
common eider ducks swam by with the tide high
between Buðey and Höfði, again taken from the rock
I was sitting on with my point and shoot camera.
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