I had set up my easel and was almost half way through my sketch when a policeman came up behind me. He asked me what I was doing, the easel, the painting, the brush in my hand somehow didn't register with him. As my friend Rick said, "he won't be making Detective anytime soon". Well it seems that I was painting on property belonging to the Meadows Foundation, specifically the Dallas Preservation Society and had to leave. They were closed and I was less than 20 feet from the sidewalk, it didn't matter. I scraped down my incomplete sketch and went home. I needed to calm down and this quiet scene in my apartment did the trick for me.
3 comments:
I really like the mood of this one. Great job and color palette.
yeah. ive been run away by stupid cops asking the same thing "what are you doing" Duhhhh!
catching drug dealers is much riskier than keeping the city safe from us painters painting on the sidewalk. glad you calmed down and did such a nice painting!
well, something good came of the incident, nice interior.
Our loss that the first one never fully realized! I love your friends comment not making Det soon.
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