here's the pochade box i put 2gether for this outing. acrylics, oil pastels and a quiver of pens, pencils & markers. but in a limited palette to explore small outdoor abstracts. even though i snuck in a few landscape studies... the binder clips held down the postcard size sheets.
kyle & i endured sisters arguing if he was painting a dog or cat. "dog, cat, dog, cat, dog, cat" (but in mandarin). no, it's a SEAL!
another family w/1 precocious art progeny, thought kyle's yet unpainted, but nicely gessoed cardboard was a perfect substrate for him to place leaves on. he kept carefully rearranging the leaves, several in corner w/a parking garage ticket in the middle, trying an all over cover, whilst dealing w/his younger brother removing them. AND when kyle joined in and moving a leaf, he carefully put it back to where he had it. the kid had natural talent and passion. too bad it will b squashed and pushed into medical school...
then there was the eccentric who drove them all away, who asked "hey, want to see the angels i paint?" no, not really.
all of this was expected, and yet we decided to paint out among the public. we want to go back for more: figure out where it goes, to react to people—i found myself painting a bunny since the sisters were only interested in kyle's work and not my abstract explorations. but nothing prepared us for the above hazard.
that's kyle (pellet) painting on cardboard, above my pochade cigar box & contents. we are just north of tower hall @sjsu, @the southeast entrance of the mlking library. we started painting around 12:30pm pst so we have until (civil) sunset or whenever campus police decides...