My treat to myself for the day was a couple of hours of painting time. I had a picture

   My treat to myself for the day was a couple of hours of painting time. I had a picture from October ‘20 that I’d been wanting to paint, from a trip we took to Swallow Falls State Park. This is the Youckghoiieghaienny river (just kidding, but it’s bloody hard to spell). For some reason, any time I paint with a reddish underpainting, the red tones register WAY stronger in a photo than they do to the naked eye. What looks red here is a subdued reddish-brown irl. It was fun, though, and I got to smell the linseed oil, a scent that make oil painter very happy.

[ID: Small oil painting of a fall scene with forest overhanging a river. The trees are green and golden yellow, the river is splashing and foaming over large gray boulders.]