Cows. Oil on stretched canvas, 8x10
Saturday, the day after the opening of "Places You Know," I set out to find some places I didn't know. It started off as a warm day, and I put the top down in the Miata. Heavenly!
I came upon a scene that really intrigued me. Across an open field, at the top of a wooded hillside, was an open field, still with some snow on it - and a tractor sitting, silhouetted, at the very top of the hill.
I made two paintings of this, and neither one captured it. Dismayed but undaunted - failure is OK. It's tiring, but it's a precursor of learning something new, I've found - I set off and drove around the back roads of Preston. The sun went in, and the day grayed.
And just as I was about to head for home, I saw these cows on this gentle, sodden hillside. I think they look like cows, but it's tough to paint a cow at a distance and have it not look like a horse or a donkey. At least they don't look like monkeys.