Until then here's what happened on the painting of the brothers.
Had to spend some time on these beautiful faces before I ended this session. I think I've caught the younger- now if I can just keep my brushes OFF, except for his hair which needs work.
At the end of this session I realize than in my desire for a light diagonal I have made the water look like milk. Ah, three steps foward, two steps back. And so it goes.
The next day I take the dog and return to Beaver Creek, where this idylic scene began. The water does not look like milk; it is a mirror.
Happy Halloween!I'll be back in November.