Just when I need it most, friends appear with riches. It’s been like that all week. Margie Guyot writes:
Tuesday night I got home from Geezer Band rehearsal around 9 and was so WIRED! The full moon was calling me. How could I NOT go out painting? I’d never gone out doing plein-air full moon painting before, but what the heck — nothing ventured, nothing gained! I surprised my 2 studio cats when I threw on the lights and pre-mixed a couple colors. Night painting is pretty easy — you’d only have 3 values: the dark, the sky and the moon.
First stop was Rex Beach. I drove right down to the water and had the entire coastline to myself (again). Did 2 paintings there. The second one was just the moon and a passing cloud. It was surprising to see the rust tones in the cloud! All I could hear were gentle waves lapping the shore and an occasional coyote in the distance. Still, I did turn around once or twice to check that no cougar or bear was about to maul me.
I used low gear to gingerly edge out of the sand and then headed up to Scott Road, where I did a third painting. It was so much fun, I could have stayed up all night, painting. But I was out of blank panels. Surprisingly, I only had to turn on the flashlight a few times. The moonlight was that strong.
Maybe this winter I’ll venture out in the snow for a full moon painting.