This was actually the last painting I did in Cornwall, after two paintings in the morning on the jetty at Charlestown when the sun was shining--paintings I'll put up in the next couple of days. Up on the hill, I was cold and tired. A nice man sitting on the bench behind me commented that painting must be a labor of love. At that moment it was probably more labor than love, but it is odd that we painters are just crazy enough to go out into the elements and do these things--its such an intense and consuming way of relating with the world.
love the way you mixed the colors, one angle I see red, another angle blue, great painting!
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