I went to Spider House to meet my daughter, yesterday. It was sunny, and crisp. The two of us were not able to sit together because it was too bright for my daughter’s laptop. I found the perfect table, right in the sun. Very few people were outside, and I soon found out why: it was windy as West Texas, and cold! I forgot my dog clip which fastens my canvas to my painting support, but the nice waiter, Aaron, brought me two plexi beer menu displays which served as clips.
This young Hipster sat down at the rusty red glider in front of the Mannekin Pis sculpture, to eat lunch and have a hot drink. I loved his coat, with the shawl collar, which the wind was lifting up like a petticoat. It was all so Victorian – I couldn’t help but think of Bram Stoker’s Dracula as I painted.