The tulips were still looking good after the last painting, so I started a second one the other day. I had no idea of what I’d use for the background. Then a plein air painting I did last year caught my eye. Why not use that?
I plopped the plein air on top of the canvas and painted away. That view was painted last winter along Lake Michigan, possibly south of Petoskey. Hard to remember — I do so many winter shoreline paintings. I grew up in Iowa and we didn’t have such amazing things as ice pyramids. And then there’s the cat. Mr. Wonderful parked himself next to me this afternoon:
I also didn’t know what I’d use for a tablecloth, either. Went back into my “inner sanctum” and rooted around to find this vintage tablecloth. I wanted something with a bit of a pattern but nothing too loud and crazy. So that’s how things look for now. Is any painting every TRULY finished?