Before I start an oil painting I love, (like), (sort of like) to do a pastel sketch of the scene. I don't always get a chance to but when you're in Rangeley Maine for the winter there is always extra time; when you're not snowmobiling to some faraway place at a fervent pace, bundled up like Nanook of the North, with a herd of other people you have never actually seen because of their suits and helmets. At the end of the day a hot libation is definitely earned.
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