Before getting busy critiquing the work, everyone filled up their wine glasses and ate some very good hors d'oeuvres. Frank asked us all to select just one painting, of everyone else's, that we liked and we brought them all to one side of the porch. And then one by one, talked about why we felt the painting "worked". Later, Frank gave pointers on how to work them up even better.
still smiling and lovely, even though they'd been painting inside with inclement weather. the sun burst through the clouds by late afternoon, and we were had some of the loveliest light later that night...
look at all those canvases, stacked against the railing of the ice pond house! a prolific bunch.
good stuff!
the aforementioned late afternoon light:
found page of poetry washed up on the beach, which i stuck on a boulder. anyone recognize this verse?
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