Six in the Morning, Oil on Linen, 12x16
When I set up my easel earlier this week, I thought the sunrise fog over this pond was going to be the focus of my painting. I just about had it roughed in when the egret landed on the stump right in front of me. I love egrets so I quickly sketched him in. Of course he only stuck around for a few minutes, so as soon as I had him painted I returned to the foggy scene.
Seven in the Morning, Oil on Linen, 12x16
All the while, I kept looking over my shoulder to the west. I loved the way the light and the shadows played in the trees and across the reeds in the distance. I decided I would come back and paint that scene on another day.
Low and behold, I happened to glance over to this other scene to the west and noticed that my egret had taken up residence in one of the trees. Immediately, I grabbed another canvas and roughed him in. So now I had two unfinished canvases.
So the next day, I came back and worked on the first painting between 6 and 7am and the second painting between 7 and about 8:30am. It took one more visit this morning to put finishing touches on both paintings. Although he flew by a couple times, my egret never stopped to pose again on either the stump or the tree.