Plein Air ala Arizona High Country
What a week! Spent 4 days in Sedona, 3 of which were attending a workshop with Shelby Keefe. The first day we painted in Sedona off Schnebly Hill Road, where cactus was the order of the day. Day 2 was Junk Day at the amazing Gold King Mine, on the outskirts of Jerome, where we painted on the last day. The drive back down the hill on Saturday offered some amazing golden-light moments at Watson Lake, Prescott, and the rolling back hills that lead toward Wickenburg. The entire trip was quite memorable and the new people I met were equally memorable and fun to paint with. There were many entertaining stories to be told of bee swarms, Cottonwood snow storms, wind-tossed easels, and bird droppings. Such stories get recorded for campfire or coffee house gatherings. Such is the plein air life, which is much different than the cushy indoor painting experience.
Plein air artists are much like sailors and gypsies and this trip reminded me of how much I miss those callings. Meanwhile, I have to remind myself of how important it is to get outside and paint, if not for the adventure of it, for the schooling in observing color and light. So right when the weather is getting too hot, I get the urge to go outside and paint. Go figure. Just the way my life rolls.
Until next time, keep your pencils sharpened.
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