Summer of the old maple

This summer at the hayloft started with a crack! And then a tree fell on our house. Well, okay, it was just a limb but that limb was as big as a tree.

Gremlins peeking out of the hole in the tree.

Airlift!

Down with the limb came the power line to the studio. So, many classes were cancelled while we waited and waited and waited for a roofer.

Working by natural light, my private student and I persisted with our second round of oil paintings while musing about surrealist movement.
Works in progress:

Finally, as summer nears an end we had a smashing workshop of crayon batik.
Our finished pieces:

Fall schedule soon to follow!