I'm waking up in Chicago after getting stranded in my way home last night. Hopefully my suitcase will be waiting for me in Memphis. Now is a good moment to suggest that fellow artists who travel always carry their art home in a carry on. I may add an extra pair of underwear after this, though I'm feeling quite lucky to have all my sketches, my toothbrush, contact stuff, and tea bags with me. And a hotel room provided by the airline.

I had a whirlwind last few days in Paris, so I'll post the last few paintings now that I'm stateside.

The second week in Paris saw me swapping my sunglasses for my umbrella and back again every half hour or so. The iffy weather made for some fabulous skies, but I lost count of the number of times I was interrupted in the middle of a watercolor or sketch by rain. That was the case for two out of three of this particular afternoon's sketches.

In fact, you can see authentic Parisian raindrops in the sky of this last one. It started raining quite hard, and I didn't get to work as long on this one as I would have liked, but mostly I managed to do the work I wanted to in between showers.