Having painted the red rocks of Sedona in the morning, I was looking for a change of scenery. Someone suggested the farming town of Cornville which was south of Sedona in the flat Verde Valley.
I saw this scene just off the main road and I managed to find an abandoned driveway where I could pull off the road. There was just enough space between the weeds and rather fragrant trash cans to set up my easel, so I did. This was the first time since I've been painting plein air that a bad smell was my major discomfort!
Having painted the red rocks of Sedona in the morning, I was looking for a change of scenery. Someone suggested the farming town of Cornville which was south of Sedona in the flat Verde Valley.
I saw this scene just off the main road and I managed to find an abandoned driveway where I could pull off the road. There was just enough space between the weeds and rather fragrant trash cans to set up my easel, so I did. This was the first time since I've been painting plein air that a bad smell was my major discomfort!