Sunday, August 1, 2010
habits can't be denied
I have been hiking every day while I have been here on the Olympic Peninsula. It's a whole different world. That's my way of saying this is a quickie study. I painted it right up the road from my room. The early mornings are always socked in with the thick marine fog. 100% humidity. That means the pastel clumps a little. And hands freeze a lot. But the painting needed to be done. Let me explain.
I had a break down the other day. We had been hiking all day and it was late. Still, I had not done a painting that day. All day long my unsettled feelings haunted me. I felt like a junkie who needed her fix.....a runner who needed a run. I realized that I do not feel complete without my painting. They really are vitamins...and more. So I made an urgent stop by the side of the road in a buggy forest. I did paint...a total dog. I didn't even photograph it. I wanted to tear it up... but the Uart paper is hard to find in these parts and I didn't want to run out. I will just scrub the offending painting off the Uart and reclaim it.
But I learned my lesson. I continue the schedule that keeps me whole. That's why I painted in the thick fog before we we headed off for hurricane ridge for some more amazing hiking. At least 17 different alpine meadow flowers were blooming. Oooo lala!