This weekend I made a large number of these 'rehearsals' with Art Stix. Above is a small selection. I hope to turn them into more serious performances.
I love to walk. My wife dropped me off at Five Corners, and I walked back along Route 43. There isn't much of a shoulder, but many things to see that are not visible just driving by in a car. I saw a painter with his French easel in a field near a stream. I thought I would hop the fence like he did, and see how he was doing. Probably the last thing he would expect is a curious gawker in that location. But, I put myself in his place, and decided not to, though I would have loved to talk to him about painting landscapes.