The wind was accommodating. The first painted effort went beyond sketched impression, beyond watercolor delicacy. It is visual proof that acrylics are better suited to my disposition. The session was enjoyable nonetheless. It was the first day, I felt like myself. I plan to give the subject another pass today wind and weather permitting?
SIX ELEVEN SUNRISE DOES NOT LOOK PROMISING:
SIX TWENTY FIVE, THE SUN LOOKS RELUCTANT TO GET OUT OF BED. Down below, folks don't seem to mind. No snowbird, woodland bound Northerner would.
MAYBE? MAYBE NOT? I do love to play with photographic effects. With the iPad, you are limited. But there are painterly possibilities in these ominous clouds.