Happily this week, a quiet respectful family admired but did not interrupt four painters working outside. Another father enthusiastically fished with his two young kids, frequently reminding them to lower their voices because “the artists are working.” Thick underbrush in this area restricts desirable river views and access to a tiny stretch of beach. When I arrived, I was angry to see litter on the lawn, tree roots exposed by erosion on the hard packed sand, and plastic fishing lines and lures hanging from tree branches over a stagnant algae covered side channel. When Carol arrived from the city, she gazed out at the expanse of river mist and sighed, “Ahh, so beautiful.” Here is Carol’s painting from the same day.
ABOVE: Charles River, no. 5, oil on paper, 9.25 x 10.25 in, (23.5 x 26 cm), 9/5/09