Rock with Fog Bank

I had a very interesting experience through painting this picture.

629. Rock with Fog Bank Oil painting by Mariko Irie

I walked this location from where I stayed in the morning. It was gorgeous blue sky. I went to back to get my painting gear. And I came back to this location. I saw a woman was painting near me. I didn’t say anything even “Hi” to this lady at all. I was eager to start paint before fog comes in.

I saw the fog bank on the horizon.

I paint normally back to front. I almost finish; the lady came to me and said, “Look. Fog came in. No color any more.”  And then sudden all color disappeared.

Always I paint by myself. So I didn’t know when I focus on painting completely, I space out. In other words I space in my world.

Does it make sense to you?