As We Came Through the Clouds

"As We Came Through the Clouds"
5" x 5"
Oil on hardboard
The captain informed us of possible bumpiness as we approached Chicago. The tops of the clouds didn't appear to be tortuous, but we cinched in our belts anyway.  He was right. Not so many bumps as rolls side to side. Beautiful to the eye — icky to the stomach. 

My last sky painting for a few days. I promise.  I needed to make them to cover while I was out of town to attend a wedding. I enjoyed the hours spent "in the clouds."