Had a crisis of confidence this morning. Weather was gray, so I spent almost all morning seeking out sun inland. I found sun, but nothing inspiring to paint. It’s days like these–especially during a competition–that I start to feel a slow panic.
Luckily, I headed back into town to keep trying. Searching out color, I found this old house with lots of character. The owner of Linnaea’s Cafe stopped by to chat. She told me the house is owned by perhaps San Luis Obispo’s oldest (retired) postman. His son lives next door.
I’m happy with this–and confidence is restored. At least for the next few hours 🙂