It's late. So tired and only the second day. Officially, I mean.
Painted three paintings today. Not exactly an overwhelming effort for me these days but I still haven't acclimatized to the altitude here. Was in better shape last year.
So here I am, out painting the first one of the day. Starting at 6:00 am. Painting the box canyon Telluride sits in...
After that I drove into town and had a quick lunch. Then went to paint a creek running down into the old mine. (no picture yet). A big wind storm blew up so I had to tear down. I hear tomorrow will have thunderstorms mid-day.
So I decided to go back up to Alta Lakes and knock out an afternoon painting at 11,300 feet. It might be my favorite painting yet. Hai-Ou and Jim Wodark joined me. Hai-Ou has never been up that high up so I kept an eye on her. She did fine. All of us ended up with some awesome paintings.
Here is a crappy washed out cell phone photo taken in the field before I headed back down to a reasonable 9,000 feet.
Good night. Tomorrow will be all about "townie" paintings...