A quickie, painted from inside my truck. This old farmhouse sits atop a ridge overlooking Lake Michigan. There are some very interesting old buildings and views here, but the farmer refused to allow me to go there and paint. He is apparently one of those people who fears strangers. Somebody told me he’d inherited this property and resented paying taxes on it, so he put it up for sale. I see it sold recently. Maybe the new owner might let me go paint before everything is torn down and a McMansion is built.
I love old willows in winter! Young branches almost seem aflame in yellow-gold against bright blue skies. Maybe I’ll do a more finished studio painting sometime. I painted in a mad rush, with a single #4 flat brush whilst cars, trucks and school buses zoomed by, just inches away from my bumper. And you never know about blue skies around here. Clouds can take over in minutes.
Margie Guyot Art 
BEAUTIFUL! Maybe if you showed him your beautiful painting and let him know the paintings would preserve his heritage he would let you paint before they are torn down.
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