This artist was working to capture a winter scene on the lower East Fork of the Bitterroot River in Sula. The first time I saw him was last Thursday afternoon.
I took these pictures from the road without stopping. I would like to have seen how the painting was coming, but I didn't want to interrupt the creative process. The Muse can be a fragile thing.
I stopped at the same spot late Friday morning to get a photo of the scene he was painting. I wonder how tightly or widely he framed his painting.
He was back at it on Friday afternoon, like a good artist, out at the same time of day to capture the scene in the same lighting.
This is how the scene looked Sunday morning. Need more white paint!
I know I've had a lot of art references in the last couple days. It just happened that way. Maybe I need to post another Hee Haw clip to bring down the level of discourse again.
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