We will be meeting by the E. Washington bridge, which is new and has an underpass for bikers and walkers. It can be viewed from either side of the river, from inside the tunnel or from four outside angles. Lots of choices. There may even be a fisherman underneath.
I had to rush off the first day because of some other obligations so I took a chance on Monday to return to the Stone Bridge, which turns out to have a name. Here are a few more pictures. Now if I can share my work, you can share yours!
They started with a deluge ,followed by cold and breezy conditions. Nevertheless, all the students came and with pluck and grace, met each other, took a look at Psalm 1 and went off to paint the Stone Bridge at the Sherman Avenue end of Tenney Park.
This is a pen and watercolor sketch of the Yahara River between Lake Monona and Lake Mendota. I went for a walk one day to count all the bridges. In fact I missed on in the lagoon at Tenney Park, which is on the North end of the stretch. Lots of human and natrue interaction. There is a tradition in some art forms to put in a mistake to reflect human inperfection. That seems to come naturally to this author!