This was yesterday, it was still warm. I drove a bunch of kids; Hope and friends to a birthday party in Albany, so after I dropped them off I drove up to Cohoes to find a place along the Mohawk River. It was just my kind of place: public access to the waterfront, in back of the u-haul truck rental lot and a row of neat modest houses. Nobody was out.
#688 Mohawk River @ Cohoes dam.
Today I went and packed up the show at Southern Vermont Arts Center. Not one painting sold, I thought I'd be OK with it, considering that I did well at home, but ending a show that takes as much time and money as this, with no sales is a drag. As much as I've gone through this and as many positive outcomes that I've had recently, it still feels bad, and it still takes a bit to dust off and pick up the pieces. There was beautiful light this afternoon, and I just couldn't get out into it, yes it was hovering around 10-12 F but that hasn't stopped me before.......tomorrow.