I’ve enjoyed a fabulous week along the Wicomico River in Maryland, painting and visiting with friends.
The water lapped at the rocks behind me. I turned and decided to paint them. It’s been a while since I tackled painting a pile of rocks. As the wind picked up the gentle smacking sound grew louder. The sky darkened, clouds swirled and I felt like I wanted to paint in that spot forever. It’s been a great week.
5″ x 5″ oil sketch, en plein air, rocks, water and marsh grass