At the Sunrise Café...

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The photo was taken at 5:48 this morning. The actual sunrise time was 5:46. Should I give you the 5:44 photograph too, so you can see what I was getting when Meade took this photo of me? Okay. Here:



Isn't it interesting how much the clouds reconfigured themselves in 4 minutes? They're really not as different as it may look, because the top photo is zoomed in.

Secret superpower

The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few, by Carol L Douglas. Still in draft form, I'm afraid.

I generally feel about clouds the way Winslow Homer felt about rocks: they’re easy to paint. So I wasn’t expecting to be tripped up by this painting. But when I finished my first iteration, I realized it was too monochromatically grey.

I mixed three different greys and went at it with both hands. Most of us Lefties have a secret superpower—we’re more or less ambidextrous. I can write and paint with either hand, although my right one tires more quickly.

Added greys. I think it actually looked better here than when "finished."

I don’t usually paint two-handed, because I only have one brain. In certain situations, such as when laying down large masses or alternately painting and blending, it’s a useful skill.

Two-fisted painter.

Unfortunately, I fixed the chroma problem but seem to have lost the original organization. I’ll go back in with some darks when this has a chance to set up, but for now I am moving on to my next painting. I have to hang this show a week from tomorrow.

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