February 10th. An early evening painting on the beach looking directly into the sinking sun. I had my hat brim pulled right down and shades on. I could only glance at the glare for a fraction of a second at a time. I was basically painting blind. I didn’t really know what I had on the canvas until quite late on in the painting when a cloud covered the sun allowing my eyes to adjust. I tried to stay true to what I saw and felt and not what I perceived I was looking at. It was an interesting exercise and quite mentally freeing. I was surprised how much I had pushed the reds in the centre of the landmass. Bounced light from the sea. Im glad I added the section of the beach at the
bottom and for me the tone there reads true. It reminds me (without humbly wanting to compare myself to) of the paintings Monet did in the early 1920’s when he was suffering with cataracts. His haystack paintings at sunset had a lot of red chroma in them too.