So this piece almost never came to fruition, as Plein Air painting can sometimes go south in a hurry. That happened a few days ago while working on Rehoboth Beach in Delaware (lovely beach btw): the crop sucked, the subject wasn't telling a story, the colors were getting muddied and the random and periodic conversations of passerby's stopped. So after accepting my first draft was shit, I erased the entire panel and started again. This time, I nailed it. Plein Air is truly the test if you understand what you are painting, not just creating a replica or "picture" of what you see. I'm happy with this, especially considering what the plan B of this version looked like.
9"x12" Oil on Wood Panel, Rehoboth Beach, DE