It’s not easy being a plein air painter. This evening I stopped by the Dragon Rouge Lounge, sat down at a small table on the terrace, ordered a Tiger beer and some spring rolls and took out my easel, paint and brushes. There in front of me was the wonderful Park St Bridge. It was a delight to paint it as it turned a dazzling green in the setting sun.
Park Street Bridge, oil on canvas, 9″ x 12″