been doodling. not too much because i've been on the road or hiking waterfalls or wandering off trails down random embankments... and other nature-y things.
so who knew future supreme court justice oliver wendell holmes was such a foxy young man?
oh, doodled a zouave in there too. and did an awful watercolour of a mountain across from the mountain i was sitting on.
Every time I'd get into the swing of plein air, I'd either A) Have a gigantic bee decide to perch on my brush B) Have a biker dude come over and see what I was doing C) Look down at foot to see GIGANTIC FUZZY SPIDER crawling BETWEEN MY TOES or D) All of the above.
Plein air painting is a pain in the ass. Literally. I sat on a bee. :(