I got the blues

And nothing cheers me up like a bad pun. I miss France today, and I have blues to test.

It's nice to have rules, like "always paint de plein air". It's nice to break them sometimes. Art rules are just directions.

So : 3 years ago, crossing les Charentes, in France, to meet my brother, we couldn't stop when I begged to. I took a fast, blurry photo, from the car, of a scenery I was dying to paint.  Considering I had to learn to paint first, it was a good idea not to stop. But I found the picture, and it was a good fit to test my new blue paints, and it cheers me up because I miss "le pays de mon enfance" today.