I start the day with a long walk and a visit to the sea side where it is low tide. It has been rainy overnight and so the day is soft and gray. There are workers here at home doing outside house maintenance and so I opt to hide away for the day at a table in the basement where it is quiet and cool.
Still working out the kinks and idiosyncrasies of my new-to-me gouache paints, I work from a photo and then just from my imagination to craft a couple of little paintings for the day.
These give me hope for better work to come and I see them as studies.
It also seems that I am seeing an arc to the earth I haven’t noticed before in my paintings. It’s fun to experiment.
My intrepid god-child finishes her work for the day and we once again steal away for the day’s dip in the sea. With overnight storms and the gray – but warm – day, the water feels brisk. But we do it anyway and are rewarded with a refreshing swim, with the added bonus of mere time together.
Walking the path back to the car, I spy a stone which catches my eye.
It says everything else that needs to be said for the day.