With their voice still ringing in my ears, I saw them again coming out right on the street singing away. By the time after I finished my first painting and setting up for the next one they did not stand there long enough for me to capture their images on my canvas. What I put on the canvas was just a fleeting impression of them singing with their stance somehow visually echoed by that of the statue of a soldier in front of the court house. It was already around 4 pm by the time I finished this painting, and I had to wrap up quickly to drive to Riding Mountain National Park to start my outdoor painting workshop there. It was really an exciting as well as an exhausting day for me.
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