The ladies of the art club set up their easels and gazed at the pastoral scene.
Alice held a stick horizontally then vertically. She saw a painter do it once though she’s not sure why. Then she started splodging paint here and there.
Ruby scribbled outlines, cocked her head then nodded. With farts and pops, her tubes dispensed little piles of paint onto her palette.
Thora moved her brush slowly and precisely, her nose inches from the emerging image.
Three hours later they finished. Thora’s, too perfect for words, Ruby’s, a riot of colour and Alice’s, well, impressionistic!
Next, cucumber sandwiches and tea!
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and providing the picture.
Prod Froggie to join in the fun!