Category Archives: en plein air

Painting in the Rain

Posted on May 15, 2019 by Mary Beth Frezon

That’s what the first part of yesterday was all about. This morning has stopped raining for the moment so I guess I’m heading back out there. And then the vultures came.

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That Bright Shiny Thing…

Posted on May 7, 2019 by Mary Beth Frezon

in the sky… what was that? That was yesterday. Today, it wasn’t raining but there was no sun, and since I was off I got out there and tried some painting. And then it rained some more. So I came … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Two

Posted on April 22, 2019 by Mary Beth Frezon

In the palette, the paint puddles, ultramarine and sienna to make a pool of clouds waiting to float across the paper dense and wind-feathered The sky always comes first the blue, not matter the shade, brushed in where there are … Continue reading →

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and… painting

Posted on April 17, 2019 by Mary Beth Frezon

Also may have traumatized the wee furry things by vacuuming a little. They seem to have recovered nicely.

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NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Seventeen

Posted on April 17, 2019 by Mary Beth Frezon

And a very happy Haiku Day! Cool April Morning wrapped her warm arms around me and bade me listen. The park: a bluebird, romantically inclined cranes, and three mergansers. the impossible yellow-green of spring’s bursting red maple blossoms. The first … Continue reading →

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