Spooky moody day at the beach.
Now, not only was there no shade, and constantly shifting lighting conditions, but the wind really picked up and the sand went everywhere – in the paint, under my paper palette, in my face.
What surprised me most was a bunch of Dutch tourists came by to look at what I was doing, nodded and smiled, and then decided to plop down right in the foreground. I mean, they saw what I was painting, and with the whole deserted beachfront they just had to sit there. Apparently I chose not to paint them.