Sunset Light

I have a confession: I have been swamped working on my real estate investment projects since spring. Therefore, I only gave a slight nod to my easel and canvases, which remained propped up alongside the wall in my Snohomish studio. This is not something I ever wished to happen; this preoccupation with non-art matters. Yesterday, on a lovely Sunday close to evening hours, I put myself in the car with my art supplies and headed the two miles north to Snohomish along Highway 9. I noted the sky beginning to close its day with darkness, and at the same time, as I exited near the Harvey Airport, an old barn to my right sat abandoned, nestled in the valley field, close to the river. YES! I pulled off the road at the edge of the airport and realized time was not in my favor. I began to set up, liking what I saw with each passing minute. The sky, the diminishing light, and that flat foreground left me room to create some excitement. I quickly set up the design and composition and had to decide how large to go with the barn. So, a ten- minute set up and 15 minutes establishing lights and shadows before the brush did its work, and when the very last of that Sunday was about to go off for the night, I admired my work, vowing to do a bit of touch-up in the studio. How pleasant the time and how peaceful my mind as I shared this intimate moment with nature.