This trip has been a bit challenging for me. My body has been tilting as I walk, as it did at the first Women’s March a year and a half ago. But the trip to Beacon Hill Park yesterday was pretty easy. We found a parking place immediately across from one of my favorite places to paint.
Before painting, we explored the park and my body cooperated. The park is such a treasure, filled with trees, trees, and more trees; flowers, birds – everything from ducks to peacocks – ponds, lookouts, and more. Here are a few of my favorites..
After exploring the park we returned to my favorite tree and I painted it whilst Paul settled close to me and did the beautiful drawing that he posted yesterday.
I call this tree ‘Emily’s Tree, Again’. I painted it a few year’s ago. thus the ‘Again’. ‘Emily’s Tree . . .” because the park is near her home and she painted here often. She and I share a love of trees, and a love of expressionist painting of trees. As I worked, there were moments when I felt her spirit moving my hand. If I’m lucky as the trip progresses I’ll feel it again.