Went out last week to Irvine Park to brush up on plein air painting. In June I am going out plein air painting with Kim VanDerHoek's class. It is always an adjustment to get set up and ready to paint. Once ready I did enjoy just being in the quiet and painting. I felt a little out of it in my approach. I had too much paint on the surface and a whole lot of slip and slide going on. I enjoyed being out with my friend Judy. We both got in the zone and barely spoke a word. It is very zen! In the end I was unhappy with what I had done, even though I enjoyed every minute of being there. Funny how that works. I took it home and did not look at it again for several days. In the mean time I did another plein air painting and then went back to look at the first one. I decided it was a fine attempt and being critical at this point is useless. Painting is an action. It is always in movement; a continuing process to observe. So it is my job to keep it in motion and observe the comings and goings of it's nature order.