It was so cold the day I painted this that I could barely grip my brushes.(I can never work well wearing gloves).Perhaps it was a good thing, because I was forced to work carefully, so as not to consume time with mistakes. For the same reason, I had to work simply as well (avoiding excessive detail). I have since taken to wearing gloves with cut off finger tips, or mittens with holes in their ends. Both work quite well, but I had none with me at the time. A good stiff brandy or Schnapps to relieve the cold,however, is hot a very good idea.
Alcohol feels quite nice for a while, but I inevitably end up painting stupidly.Nancy was smart. She just watched me from the cozy warmth of our car.