A few months ago I discovered that there was a way up to the roof of my building just outside my front door. I invested in a ladder, went up there once, then didn’t think of it again till a couple weeks ago. This time I dragged my French easel and paints up there and these are the first couple results.

I’ve never been much for painting outdoors but this may actually work out. I can see in all directions from up there and when it’s not too windy—a canvas acts pretty much like a sail given the chance—it’s not a bad way to spend a few hours.