As an Oregonian, February is the hardest month. The winters are not crisp and white in the valley but grey and dreary and grey. Did I mention it is grey? In need of a reminder of what sun looks like I turn to my sketchbook and there it is; lush greenness, warm water, vibrant color.
Here is a little place I have never been. My sister in law had a picture of a garden she recently toured on her phone so I sketched it out quickly. I would give anything to be sitting in that chair right now.
Here we are on our last vacation. St Marten was not at all what I thought it would be so we found a relatively quiet place to sit and I painted the sailboats coming in for the evening. The palms shaded us from the nearly 95 degree weather making it a bearable 90. Yuck. I'm at my best in the mid 70's
To see more of my work you can always stop by my shop!
Hang in there everyone. The sun has to come back some time.