July 23, 2005

img_2739-1.jpgPainting No. 22 Tea Lake Nocturne

After a heavy day loading, moving, and setting up camp, we were all exhausted. Even though I was beat, I regret not getting something down on canvas. Staring up at the trees and beyond into the starry night, I realized that the campfire lit up the evening’s canopy, a foot lamp of sorts. I grabbed my paints, stuck a candle in a bottle, and sat down to begin painting by the fire.

I stayed up late finishing until the candle was a mere stump. I would have to wait until the morning to see the painting.


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