Painting festival

It is Monday, June 17. With the sun low in the sky, I take my things out of the car and walk down the beach entrance, on my way to the festival grounds. The smell of sea and sand brings a smile to my face. It has become a tradition to show a small painting on the opening night. This year I want to make something special of it. My plan? Create a small work before the festival really starts. With my materials in hand and inspiration from the surrounding nature, I know that this will be a special start to a beautiful week...