It has been a rough couple days painting outside by Miami standards. It has been in the sixties and windy. Yesterday morning at Peacock Park in the Grove was particularly rough. First, I am still fighting symptoms from a cold from last week. I was wearing several layers of clothing including a knit hat and only my face was showing below my eyebrows (I wear latex gloves when I paint), but somehow even with the cool weather I got a sunburn on my nose and cheeks. At least I think it was sunburn. I was getting pelted in the face by sand from the stiff breeze that was constantly blowing. While I was painting, I had a nice conversation with a homeless man who dropped some very big names. Apparently one of his three girlfriends lives next door to Wayne Hizenga and they are on each other's holiday card list. During this chat, I felt a pinch in my lower back and immediately stiffened up. I laid flat on my back trying to stretch it out. I eventually sat up, nicely asked the gentleman to let me get back to work and found a position I could sit so I could make it through the painting in as little pain as possible. I ended up painting a dyptich (2 side by side paintings that go together as one composition) of a few families playing frisbee and soccer in front of the palm trees by the water. The paintings were the only nice part of the morning.
To cap off the morning, I got back to my truck and realized that I still had a little coffee leftover from Starbucks that morning. I picked it up and took a swig. When the first lump hit my tongue, I immediately spit it out. I realized this was not 3 hour old coffee. I finished that coffee and through it away as I was walking to the park. This coffee was from several days earlier. I had forgotten to throw it out.
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