In case you don’t know that Port Costa is a renegade outpost, there’s a sign on the last building in the tiny town that reads “End of County-Maintained Road.” Beyond it is a gravel lot, railroad tracks, and the Bay. While our Plein Air group was painting there today, we had to cover our ears against the BLAT-BLAT-BLAT of bikers and smoosh our faces in our T-shirts against the tornadoes of dust they spewed.
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Awesome work! Dangerous too, the life of a plein-air painter!! Ya’ll are brave facing those bikers and dust tornados!!:)
Always an interesting post! Love your sketches and observations…..you plain air crowd are rough customers…I can see they’d try to run you off