Not a lot other than a vacuum downstairs or a hoovering as Brits say.

I laid in bed contemplating my repaint in the left. I do like the houses better. However the background trees are not that great.Paint along with Vladislav Yesileyev.

My sketch. I think I kept the houses straight. So many houses. π±π±π±

First wash. Eeek. On the dark side but still wet. 
Mountain and trees done one way or the other.
Foreground wash done. May be too dark. Painted fast and loose with a large kolinsky sable.
And the buildings.. Managed not to go opaque on them. Hurrah. Small miracles do happen. I kept the chimneys too. Woohoo. Crack the champagne. ππ»
So here it is finished. Maybe I should have left it alone or splattered it!?
Nope I kept thinking about misting up the background while I lay awake in bed this am. So what did I do?!

I taped it up following the building lines then wiped the trees and mountains down with a damp sea sponge. Amazing how it wipes right off like a baby’s bottom. Well not quite as pink.

So here it is now. U can always repaint it if u decide I like the darker background better. We shall see.
Then I spent the rest of the day working on a value sketch, a sketch and a first wash of Pepe’s in key west.
Manana. Xoxoxox Margaret who is officially tired. Did I say I moved the sofa too?! What?!







Third later begun. Adding details. I should have stopped here. Too bad I didn’t.










first wash.



To an onion you know you have been alone too long. Told it I had drawn a really great picture of it before I copped it up for ratatouille. I even cried. Onions always make me cry when I cut them up. π€£






focus squinting and shading.
a page of my notes today.
the photo – not much there is there. Guarantee if he paints it it would be wonderous.










And a quote from Reese Witherspoon. This white amaryllis has been blooming steadily for SIXTY days one stalk at a time. Thought I should commemorate its swan song. It has consistently shown up to do the work of blooming. Third year it has come back to bloom.

How would we take this no account ho hum picture and make a good painting out of it?! Hmmm.


Tree’s done. Goodness almost done. What?! Speed Painting.

