Today I continued to block in color on this newest giant study of twelve green apples. It seemed to take quite a bit of stamina to keep moving on this painting. In between bouts of mixing and laying down paint I took a few breaks to relax with some aggressive shovelling, just to get one step ahead of this next snowstorm that is upon us at this very moment. The hushed silence outside is deep and profound. And strangely, no matter how much snow keeps falling, I still can’t get over how beautiful it all is. Endless waves of blue-white, the morning sunlight reflecting like fire off the glasslike surfaces, and of course seeing Frank practically swimming through some of the deeper areas is fairly entertaining as well.

I have almost the entire canvas covered and brushed out, so tomorrow will be the beginning of building up the surface with some more layers of observation. The snowstorm is supposed to get worse as the day progresses, and I’m excited to see what color I can find in the darkness of the blizzard.