If only I had the will power to wake up at 5 am every day. I had been wanting to paint the reservoir for a while and today I finally made it out. I love how isolated it feels in the very center of the water, especially in the early hours.
With the sky changing so quickly, I had to apply the color in big, thick smears. This intuition-driven rush often produces some of my favorite pieces. The little speck above the horizon on the far right is a bug who got trapped in all the sticky paint. I think I will leave him there.