Tuesday, September 23, 2008
This is my first attempt to paint in High Park. It's unfinished, which I blame partially on the unavoidable onlookers. "Are you painting?" was the usual query. I guess the easel, brushes and paint and the canvas with a picture of a tree that was remarkably similar to the one standing right in front of them were insufficient clues. I thought the painting sucked anyway, so I headed home.
In retrospect though, I wish I had stuck it out. It's not half bad. Mind you had I stuck around I would have had to deal with the crazy lady who climbed my subject as I was packing up.
I miss Killarney where my only audience were the chipmunks.