The Thursday group that I paint with gathered in the foothills of Sierra Madre at a park that previously must have been an impressive entrance to a substantial property. The remnants of that estate are apparent in the decorative iron gate and the statuesque cypress trees that line the road. With my backpack and easel, I trudged up the road and set up my paints. The once proud driveway had cracks and potholes, with nature reclaiming the very surface. The foggy hills were just the right mood to enhance the feeling of nostalgia. I am pleased that I had brought my heavy jacket because it was cold. More than once, a fine mist filled the air.

      I used crimson to block in the values and then worked on the sky and background hills. The various greens of the trees, grass and bushes needed to stay separated but also maintain a harmony. The bottom denominator was the orange accent that ran throughout.

       This week was a great opportunity to paint softer lighting but I am hoping that next week will bring the usual southern California brilliant sun. For more California paintings see my current work at Sharon's paintings.