This painting, (24x17. Oil on board.) Was completed in a beautiful canyon along the Rio Grande River near and Embudo and Taos, New Mexico. I could have stayed in this canyon and painted for weeks! An interesting story goes with the last day I was there which nearly caused a six car pile-up.
Ok, so here's the "near pile-up" story. I rarely listen to music when I paint but on this day I had the earbuds firmly plugged to drown out the motor traffic passing by on NM State Route 64. I was happily painting along with Bliss coursing through my veins when I heard screeching tires and horns honking followed by much cursing and screaming. I looked up from the easel to see driver and car who came to an abrupt stop in the middle of the highway with said driver staring at me as if she were the only one on the road. More honking, swearing ensued. After a minute or so driver and car continue on their way south on the highway.
Five minutes later she's back and this time deliberately crossing in front of an oncoming car in order to bumping and rolling into the cutaway where I'm painting. I continue painting bemused seeing that our erratic driver is at least off the road with the car parked. I press on with apply colors to my canvas while a variety of blues and soul music pumps into my ears.
Ready to call it a day, I removed the earbuds and looked up to see that the car was without its driver and heard music blaring from the car's speakers. Well, as a concerned citizen, I looked over the embankment to the river to see if the driver was okay and saw her snapping photos. "Are you okay?" I asked. She slowly turned with a sneer as sharp as a knife and responded, "Fuck you! You fake! Fuck you! Go away!" I was a bit shocked at first and said, "I only ask because..." The sneer had grown to monster-sized proportion as she repeated, "Fuck you! You fake! Fuck you!" I backed away slowly realizing that either someone got up on the wrong side of the bad or perhaps, is not well. Either way, "What should I do?" I thought to myself. What would you do if you were in a similar situation?
Who knew plein-air painting could entail so much drama?