The powerful storm of last Friday night left my neighborhood without power for four days. The temperature stayed high in the 90's day after day. It was relentlessly hot and sunny outside; it was depressingly hot and dim inside. My family remained cheerful despite the outrage, taking many, air-conditioned, drives in the area to see which streets got power back and to check out new eateries to dine out at. We even had a tire blow up during a drive! When it rains, it pours.
With the insufficient light and intolerable heat in my studio, I didn't feel up to painting. But I feel irritable and unfulfilled if I don't paint for several days. So I sat in front of my easel in two mornings, perspiring profusely. "Flight of Orange Butterflies" is the result of my persistence. It has the intense, tropical feel, don't you think?
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!