Every year the North River Arts Society in Marshfield, MA holds its annual Festival of the Arts. I love the weekend, often calling it a "weekend away" without the cost of hotel. Years ago, before I was an artist, I used to ride my bike down to the Festival to hang with my mother while she painted. Eventually, I began to paint, and to volunteer, and have now been the co-chair of the juried art & sculpture part of the Festival for a couple of decades. I paint out on the street for both days of the festival, talking to old and new friends while working. Great music, food, laughter, fun. Doesn't matter to me what the weather is; so I have painted under a tent while wearing a down vest, and pausing for a warm cup of chowder on occasion, or in 90 degree heat, and everything in between. It is New England, after all. Here is some of the work I created over the weekend. I get fired up by the festivities, the pageantry, the hubbub, and the catching up with people. These are my 599, 600, and 601st daily drawings created Friday, Saturday, and Sunday during the arts festival. Thank you for looking.
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