Heavy Posts and Lintels Number 2

So in keeping with the title of this double post I think I passed some kind of hurdle with watercolors, suddenly everything is very effortless, which is a little unnerving because I've been working on these every day for the past five months. But who cares about that, right? Maybe the perceptive individual will figure out who these paintings are about...One thing I love about Hawaii and Oahu in particular are the skies at this time of year. The Ko'olaus to the east and the Waianaes behind us in the west are usually covered in great rolling cloud banks that do marvelous things to the evening and morning light. It's about the only demonstration of a seasonal change in light that we get around here. In particular, there is a short time period towards the end of sunset when the sky is shaded a very delicate bruised pink. If the cloud banks are coming off the Ko'olaus they look positively surreal against this light, this strange bluish white color against the pink of the sky, as if the full moon had dissolved into this vaporous substance and fallen to the earth in great blue and white neon clumps. It doesn't last long, maybe twenty minutes depending on the cloud cover blocking the sun in the west. But I would trade it for some cold weather. My sluggish body insists that winter is here even though the summer bubble denies me winter's woolish comforts. God, I love wool. I hate feeling naked all the time.