This is an old cedar-rail fence near the Brydon's milk house in Schomberg on the coldest day of the winter of 1986-87. It was a very cold and windy Sunday and I was out all by myself. The snow drifted around the obstacles revealing the air currents that created them. I could see the cedar posts as convective updrafts in the atmosphere and the makings of a supercell thunderstorm. You really have to use your imagination though.
I would have painted this in the Under the Basement Stairs Studio. There were a few square feet of floor space next to the play room. I had great lighting set up even though the quarters were a bit cramped.
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