Walk One Hundred and Forty-Two – Shall I buy a stool?
Warm misty day. I painted these cottages near the church and then walked around the other wood and down Woodcock Hill. I may need to buy a stool – all the serendipitous streaks and drips were because I was standing on the side of the road trying to hold sketchbook, paints, brushes and a pallette, and trying to paint at the same time.
posted by Julie Oakley at Wednesday, September 13, 2006
3 Comments:
They worked out nicely in the painting, I can't see where anything doesn't belong. A stool would be much more comfortable. I am looking for a small compact lightweight one myself.
I really wished I had one in Melbourne - there was just nowhere to sit even if my companions would have agreed to stop.
Love your paintings, mine seem so boring at the moment, even went around the small town near the big town yesterday and wasnt in the mood. I think perhaps its because yours are of somewhere different.
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