10 x 8" oil
This was a very tiny, obscure park 22 miles or so past the MN border, and where we set up to paint for the day. A great example of how there is something to paint anywhere, anywhere at all. For instance, I was nicely situated on a little wooden bridge overlooking this scene, but 6 feet behind me there was a bobcat, a bulldozer, and 4 burly men involved in taking down telephone poles and burying wire. Of course I didn't know that when I started, but one must soldier on and complete the painting...
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