Day two hundred and nineteen: After I painted my favorite beach in Costa Rica the other day, my dad sent me a couple photos of his favorite beach in Tonga, where he and my mom are stationed as Peace Corps volunteers. This is a study of one of them. I particularly liked the deep grays and blues of the cloudy sky, dark water and wet sand. I must admit, I messed up the colors a bit, but still captured, I think, a sense of the view. Apparently it’s rare to be able to see the volcano that is thirty miles in the distance.
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