6x6 inches :: original oil painting on gessobord
Plein air painting is hard. For many reasons it's hard. I made my first trek out today to my local park with all of my supplies in my backpack, with the intent of painting a scene from start to finish in the beautiful outdoors. After walking for a good hour or more, all I did was take photos of potential scenes and then dealt with many things including hunger, heat, loneliness, self-consciousness, and most of all, uncertainty. I couldn't settle on a spot nor a scene because I didn't know if there would be a better one a few yards further up. After getting discouraged and frustrated and sad, I came home and looked through all of my photos and chose one and referenced it for this work.
It's a goal of mine to plein air paint. I know it's going to be hard but I know I'll become a better painter for it. Though I didn't actually start and finish this work in the outdoors, I think it was a good first step in gaining that experience I seek, as painful as it was.