I wasn't happy with the foreground tree and ground bushes. I went back and worked on it a little bit and made some adjustments. I think it improved a little.
My fellow artist friend showed me a quiet little park area with benches tucked away behind the Brand Library in Glendale. This is a view of a little distant hill from the park in the morning.
I kept thinking about and I was bothered by how badly the painting turned out and almost gave up on it. But I had to go back and give it one last try to save it. I think I am much more happy with the new version although I will never be completely happy with it. I think I can leave this one as it is now and rest at least.
When I was young, going to college at Art Center, everyday I would take this road to get on hwy 2 to Pasadena. Those four years were the saddest, poorest and darkest of my life. I still take this road to get to midtown often and each time I drive on this road I remember how miserable I was then and reminded how blessed I am now.
It started out cloudy and foggy in the morning but later after the sun came out and the lighting changed completely, I couldn't finish it on site anymore. I finished it at home with some of the pictures I took.
More I paint more I feel like I am in a race with the Sun.
I did this one actually a few years ago and lately I feel I forgot how to paint in watercolor. Some says painting is like riding a bicycle and you don't forget. I sure hope so.
I didn't have to time to do another painting of the lake at the Arboretum on site yesterday so I did this in the studio from the photo I took there and memory.