New York City is beautiful... but even with Central Park, green space isn't exactly its strong suit. Especially for a girl from small town Wisconsin (the lakes... I miss the lakes <3.)
Fortunately, Connecticut isn't too far away, and the last two Fridays I've been able to head up north, breath deeply in the midst of trees and rivers, and do some painting!
My lovely Aunt Mary and Uncle John let me stay the first weekend of November with them. I had been up a few weekends before and fell in love with the tobacco barns. I know... sounds strange, but the shape, color of the wood, and strange slated sideboards were SO unique and picturesque! I braved the cold, and did my first painting since making the trek to NYC (all my school work has been in graphite.) They thought I was crazy out there, painting in gloves and layers of sweaters, but the opportunity to swash paint strokes onto canvas was beyond worth it.
Then, last Friday, most of the school took a day-trip up to instructor Jacob Collin's house in Connecticut. I didn't take as manny pictures as I should've--it was BEAUTIFUL! It looked like a north woods lodge mixed with a secret garden, secluded by trees on all sides, and near a river. Food, wine, friends, and good conversation made for a glorious day, and I even managed to get a painting done!
Hopefully I can get out to do some cityscapes now that I know I still remember how to hold a brush! ;)