FinallyPosted: March 10, 2015
“Finally!” seems to be the word of the day from the people I pass on the street. And because we’re not hidden inside hats and parkas, we can nod, smile and acknowledge the fact that spring might just be on its way. And there’s a joyous sound outdoors too. It’s the happy drip of snow melting — from trees, off roofs, under cars. It’s definitely a day to paint puddles.
Painted on Canson Moulin du Roy, from my car studio, WITH THE WINDOWS OPEN!