Conditions were not ideal. The number of times it blew off the canvas, got splashed by a rogue wave, became the final resting place of dozens of unfortunate insects, got scraped by twigs – etc – was excessive and even a less fiery nature than mine would have revolted. There are drops of water in the sky as you can see. Plein Air up here is just a notch or two more intense, and I’d say this is a decent start to what I hope will be a good few weeks of work.