A Bad Day Painting

I was tired and had felt like I should be painting but I was struggling with motivation.  This is something that I am not really familiar with.  It was late afternoon when I drug myself out of the house.  The clouds hanging over the Cleveland National Forest were amazing in size and shape.  I didn't want the hassle of the set up, the mess, and the tear down.  In an hour and a half everything was over.  The sun had set, my gear was picked up, and my painting was done.  It was a quick draw to be sure.  24"X 36" in an hour and a half.  The combined feeling of urgency, calm, and awe were just what I needed.  A bad day of painting is still better than almost everything else.