Monsoon season always has me gasping at beauty in every direction.My profession in these rainy months is a cloud chaser. Generally I start a ton of drawings of storms and fast moving skies and feel fortunate when I finish any of them.
A few days ago I started one drawing, with the Henry Mountains a deep dark blue under a layer of clouds. The next day when I went to work on it, and one, the Henrys were in sun, creating an entirely different picture, and two, a man on an ATV was there and told me a truck would be loading ATVs where I was parked. He added that they’d be done in no time. And so I wandered off in range of my site and then became intrigued with another view and happily started yet another drawing.
So today I drove up the mountain hoping to finish one of the two drawings, having a choice of the Henrys in sun or in shade, but after driving fifteen minutes I was enveloped in the kind of rain where your windshield wipers are pretty useless and the sky is without a gleam of clouds breaking anywhere. I turned around, plotting to go south later in the afternoon. I thought I’d take Aphrodite* who has the advantage over the car in that I can recline and read or make a cup of tea while waiting for the sky to amaze me once more.And I was glad I did , because the skies on either side of the Hogsback were breathtaking.
I had loaded Aphrodite with several unfinished drawings from last year, and was glad I was able to work on one of them…but then the clouds became so utterly spectacular on the other side of the road, that I was helpless to resist starting another drawing. And so the monsoon season goes. May it last for weeks!