A Story Left Untold (Part 3)

I was just trying to remember what day it was but I guess it really doesn't matter, since I didn't think much about what day it was when I was there. I think Mexico does that to you. You get up and work hard, and then at the end of the day, you sit back with a cool drink in hand, and let the warmth of the sun edge its way down to your toes.

At this point, Michael had arrived. Elizabeth, Kirsten, and Sandra came along with him.
We began the morning with a strong cup of coffee, and a hardy breakfast. Believe me there was never a shortage of food. We were far from any convenience store, so Mary had provided us with everything we could imagine... and then some.

Michael took some time and did an extended painting while he discussed his process along the way.

Bull Ring by Newberry

The sky was threatening to rain, but when the clouds cleared, it was extremely sunny and warm. So when I was deciding on a view to paint, I headed into the bull ring. How often do you get to paint in a working bull ring? Well.. I never had before.

Now I know why... when the sun was out and it was warm... the flies were in abundance.
I worked as long as I could manage the heat and the nuisance, but then I called it quits.

Beto's Bull Ring 9"x12" oil on linen panel

After a short break, I took my supplies toward the side of the property. I guess this is actually behind the wall of the bull ring I had painted. Here is the view that I saw. The earth was such a gorgeous color there.

Crossroads 9"x12" oil on panel

We ended up the day with a fabulous meal, a bit of tequila, and great stories all around.

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