Hoosic River, Williamstown, MA. 11x14 inches, oil on canvas panel. As I was setting up to paint in a secluded spot on the river today, I heard a voice. It came from the river. I heard it again. Only then did I see a pontoon boat appear around the corner with three people in it: one person in the front fishing, another in the middle rowing, and a third at the rear along for the ride. I told the rower pilot that I was going to paint and that I thought the river was speaking to me when I heard him talk. He said, "I hope that it does speak to you." Then the fisherman in front yelled "Plein Air!" a couple times and the boat disappeared around the next corner.
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