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A proper farewell in place, the show was and is great, and Dale [for others, the co-director and an instructor at The Atelier] told me in a long conversation later that you were going to be very greatly missed.
I'm sure it will be with mixed feelings that Minnesota bids you adieu on such a beautiful string of spring days. You are the rare west Washingtonian who admits to a bit of rain at that longitude and latitude. I ran into that in Maine, whilst attempting a plein air coup, but instead I have in my office the artwork of locals who have long mastered the light-impaired landscape. They showed me it can be done.
If you can't stop for long in Montana, at least pause roadside just west of the North Dakota border and go out into the field, pull some sage leaves from the brush, rub them into your hands and hold your palms to your face and breathe. That's the same feeling that wanting to paint gives you. Hang onto it.
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