Though not plein air, "Sunday Swim" gets inserted in my painting journal as a rare occurrence for me - a purely emotional landscape. What freedom of expression comes when you stop depicting what you can see, and work solely from an impression, and from so many years ago. One thing I like about this painting is that it keeps the eye engaged through broken color. I may also have been feeling a bit psychedelic (since the memory was from the 70's).
I assumed this wild style might be appreciated only in my own head, but somebody liked it, because of my pieces that were accepted at an upscale interiors store, it was the first to sell. Perhaps I should rely on flashes from the past more often. But no, I'm hooked on plein air now.
~~~Click on the painting and enjoy the swim up close.~~~