There are blank canvases and wood panels just begging me to paint. I'm dreaming of each stroke, waking up and mixing colors, planning palettes, and constantly sketching ideas.
I spent the early weeks of fall wandering around the fields in the sunshine. At the time, it just felt good. To be outside, in the quiet, with the wind, birds, and, colors of fall just starting to peek through...
Fresh air, the sound of the waves, the sand between my toes... There's nothing better than painting outside.
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Color. Color. Color. It's been a driving force for me for as long as I can remember....
There are blank canvases and wood panels just begging me to paint. I'm dreaming of each stroke, waking up and mixing colors, planning palettes, and constantly sketching ideas.
I spent the early weeks of fall wandering around the fields in the sunshine. At the time, it just felt good. To be outside, in the quiet, with the wind, birds, and, colors of fall just starting to peek through...