IS IT POSSIBLE that most everyday I find myself loving my neighborhood even more?
Fresh farmer's markets, tree-lined streets, the parkway, ...the sounds of trains in the distance. When the sun was still coming up and the only things out and about were singing birds, I was inspired to take a few photos of the most charming houses around my neck of the woods.
I still have a lot more sketches to do, but I couldn't resist starting to add color in already. Leave it to me to be 10 steps ahead of myself. I've got about 4 paintings waiting to be finished, but I really just wanted to start in on this project today. Guess you can never have too much stuff for a gallery night, right?