day 2 of my 1 week vacation found me at hendry's beach where i lolled about like one of the off-leash dogs. i chased some birds, found a ball, got some little tar balls on my feet, saw a crab, soaked my pants that were rolled up, then sanded them up real good.
i carefully studied the bird tracks looking for a pattern.
i found one, but can't share the full meaning with you. it's between me & the sea birds.
i stayed in an old motel across from the ocean. tomorrow i'll show you the scene i painted while looking out my window.
on day 3 of my one-week vacation, in other words today, i strolled down some stairs to an out-of-the-way cove. i had my fishing hat, big sunglasses, trader joes bag with my sketchbook, watercolors, pen, paintbrush, old plastic jar of marshmallow fluff for water. sounds like a lot but it was hardly anything. i parked my arse on a nice flat cement wall and painted the scene on the left then the one on the right. it was so good to be out in the mild sunshine with sea spray and birds i thought about handing out slips of paper with a multiple-choice option for everyone to select their favorite of 3 beachy sketchbook pages. but my poll would have been skewed as it wasn't a large enough sample. one nice young paddle boarder flashed me a big smile right before he paddled off across the calm glassy ocean. 2 people doing extra fun things on a tuesday morning in august.