We are now settled in Utah, trying to get used to its paradoxes and surprises. Ryan got a new job in Salt Lake City, so we are living close by, near the colorful feet of the Wasatch Front. We took a break from cleaning and organizing our new space last week to drive into those mountains to see the fall colors, only to be astonished by snow on the ski slopes at the end of our route. No one is skiing yet, but it was cold when we got out of the car to take a few pictures, and shocking to think we had been in a patchwork blanket of autumn color only ten minutes further down the same mountains.
I am looking around on our daily walks, thinking of new subjects to try. I will share the first thing I finished in my new studio as soon as I've photographed it, although it is actually an old study that I abandoned two years ago and found again while I was unpacking my supplies. With a few more glazes and details, I think it is now passable, and has some potential as a subject to be tried again. But more on that when I get it posted here. I have three paintings I started in California that still need to be finished. . . And new subjects to start sketching as I try to get a feel for my new home. . .