poop happens
October 14, 2005 I painted this on the spot in the kitchen
of the cabin. There was a nice high table and stool on the other side
of the room where I had all my paints and stuff set up, so I just kept
going to the window to look at the scene and back to the table to
paint. It was pretty early in the morning so it was nice and
quiet--Johanna wasn't awake yet! I just kind of hung over the
sink to look outside. I decided to use the frame of the window in the
picture. The orange stuff on the tree is some kind of orange
leaves.
Later that morning we wanted to find the path that led to the water, so we walked through the acreage and down a very steep path through the woods. It was very wet and slippery with fallen leaves and loose wood chips. When we got to the bottom, we still weren't anywhere near the water. There was a railway track which we crossed (I managed to trip over both rails) and then we tried to find where the path continued. We walked along the track in both directions looking for a gap in the undergrowth. Below us was another property and house. We thought maybe the path might run along beside this property but we couldn't find it. So we never did get down to the beach. We scrambled back up through the woods, carefully avoiding (and trying not to gag) where some drifter, probably stumbling along the track earlier, had taken a dump, right at the bottom of the path. We had seen it while climbing down so we were prepared to avoid it on the way back up. We also felt very fortunate, considering how steep and slippery the path was, that we hadn't wiped out and landed in it on the way down.
That's all for now.
Later that morning we wanted to find the path that led to the water, so we walked through the acreage and down a very steep path through the woods. It was very wet and slippery with fallen leaves and loose wood chips. When we got to the bottom, we still weren't anywhere near the water. There was a railway track which we crossed (I managed to trip over both rails) and then we tried to find where the path continued. We walked along the track in both directions looking for a gap in the undergrowth. Below us was another property and house. We thought maybe the path might run along beside this property but we couldn't find it. So we never did get down to the beach. We scrambled back up through the woods, carefully avoiding (and trying not to gag) where some drifter, probably stumbling along the track earlier, had taken a dump, right at the bottom of the path. We had seen it while climbing down so we were prepared to avoid it on the way back up. We also felt very fortunate, considering how steep and slippery the path was, that we hadn't wiped out and landed in it on the way down.
That's all for now.