The first of May I scheduled our plein air group to meet in Leetonia. I saw this pink dogwood against the old brick building. It had rained in the morning and the sky did not appear to promise sunshine. But, it did stop raining about noon. So I decided to go, knowing most of the artists wouldn't venture it. I had the composition down when the sky turned really dark. Without any more warning the sky began to dump bucketsful of water, that felt like bullets. Before I could get packed up and into the car, even my tennis shoes sloshed full of water! I returned another day to finish.
12" x 12" Oil on Cradled wood $250