Plein air painting has taken a back seat this spring. Between lousy weather(OK, I confess I’m a plein air woos- fair-weather friend of nature), nursing Jim through his unraveling aorta and my own series of diagnostic cancer tests, by the time I was ready to learn from the sun again, it was time to sequester myself in the designer show house. Happily, that all changed Monday. The weather has been glorious and I’ve been painting outside every day; sometimes in the park, but more often in my own neighborhood. As much as I love the thrill of adventure, I’m discovering more and more the picture that is waiting to be painted in my own “back yard”. Besides, I need to get my outdoor painting chops back on track before taking off for Germany.
So when my fund raising art sale comes on May 24-25, I’ll have a nice collection of brand new canvases of West Akron and the Cuyahoga Valley vignettes to show with all my French-inspired work already available.