Saturday, July 14, 2012

All Tied up Together



I woke up this morning to a very thick blanket of 'pea soup' fog, as my grandma used to call it. I thought how neat it would be to either paint in the Noyo Harbor, or to zip down on my way to the studio and take a photo to paint from. Well by the time I was up and ready to go, the sun had started winning the battle but down to the harbor I went anyhow. I peeked behind buildings here and there and found just the right shot and immediately went up to the studio to make it happen rather than stand amongst all the fishermen and fishy smells. Sometimes being there can add to the flavor of the painting, but in this instance it would have been a tad unpleasant..................