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So very very cold. People didn’t think I should be taking space in the lodge to paint. Lots of animosity from people who wanted a break. My dad sits on the chairlift in this painting

Sunny lovely day. Hardest point of this was the people coming and going and the changing position of the sun. Clearly a longer break than 1 hour. Sunburn? Windburn? Dry skin.

Mild fear of falling icicles, fading light.

I spent most hours on this one. This is from the ski patrol lodge. They let me in and I got to stand in the window and paint. Standing was the hardest. So feet bones. Getting in was a lesson in bravado.

Sat in a park bench. People were smoking all around, nurses on break I think. Hurt my lungs, my asthma. Such a lovely park, so many poisons.

First Skiing watercolor. The boots, the equipment, the gloves never being warm enough. It all kept me from being as successful as I wanted.

Gravel was hard. Mud. Dead rotting animal on trail.

Winding poorly maintained road to get there, no electricity, icy. Muddy upon arrival. Slippery rocks, but a massage at the end that left me feeling warm and soft.

We all shared a shot on this slope in memory of Tom.

Insects bite me and my skin reacts more than others. People using motorized vehicles on a rail trail that prohibits it. I’ve even see cops do it. Dogs were also off leash, both things terrifying when one cannot run or handle if a dog jumps on you. I’ve been attacked by dogs in parks/trails before.