Japanese Bridge

This is the product of my paint-out yesterday afternoon. I was being harassed by mosquitoes and had several kamikaze gnats fly into the painting, preferring it to the real thing obviously. About now they're wishing I were a watercolor artist.

It was so serene, painting the water and the bridge, listening to the trickle of a fountain, in the 74 degree shade... As a Houston plein air painter, let me tell you, days like this are to be treasured; right around the corner is SUMMER.