I've been up Sugar Hollow by the Moorman's
River to paint river rocks several days this week, by the rushing water. My father kept me
company, reading nearby. The painting is a challenge. Not only does
the light change as the hours pass, but so does the water level. The photographs below show how the view (and along with it, the painting) evolved — not my intent. Who knows what tomorrow will bring. I may have to return to the original photo to finish the 24x36 painting with its reflections, ripples and wet rocks.