i went out to the creek to paint and fell flat on my face as i was searching for the right spot. all my brushes flew out of my back pack and i couldn't find them. it was a perfect day, i was psyched to paint and i wasn't going to turn back. i had to find a solution.
the entire painting was painted with the two twigs you can see lying on the upper left portion of my palette.
9.20.13 n.crestone creek 16x16 oil on linen