In the beginning there was feeling, form and light

I have a hard time drawing or painting in Nova Scotia
when we're on holiday, but I usually give it a try.
The days are so long and languid, the nights filled with
cribbage and P.E.I. oldies stations. The slow days
eventually make me miss my art, and as I've usually
hauled along most of my studio, I take out some
supplies and start.

Gesture painting
acrylic and oil pastel on watercolour
16 x 20 inches

This is a fast painting sketch I did of Steven when we
were out there a couple of summers ago. I like the
strength of both the colour and the beginning, and
I like the fact that it can't go anywhere from here,
because even the way Steven sits on vacation is
completely different than this gesture at home.
Funny -- isn't it, how radically different we are
when we have no commitments, nothing more pressing
than whether to eat now or later, and where -- run
by the tides, waiting for the late afternoon low tide
at the beach. I miss you Nova Scotia, and my little
schoolhouse.

Have a loving every gesture day.