Today was another yummy bite of humble pie. I went out with the plein air painters and tackled a little blue house. From 9am until noon I fought the perspective battle. At the lunch critique everyone was kind, but I knew that something about that darn porch was bugging me. My perspective is off. I am not going to let it get me. I am going to work on this baby and re-post it later to save face. You wait and see. The little blue house will be right. Oh perspective, how I love to hate you.
