My family is at the farmer’s market looking at crafts, but I get dropped off at the waterfall to paint. The falls itself pales next to the wonderful plants. I walk along a trail that leads to a huge banyan network. It’s hard to tell where one tree begins and the next one ends. Back at the waterfall I climb over the barricade to where I can sit on the rocks and actually see the falls. (Why do they always put barricades where the view is no good?) I make a twenty-minute sketch that does little more than remind me I was here. My ride shows up. Time to go. Isn’t there a law against hurrying this much in Hawaii?
Saturday, September 20, 2008
HAWAII, Rainbow Falls
My family is at the farmer’s market looking at crafts, but I get dropped off at the waterfall to paint. The falls itself pales next to the wonderful plants. I walk along a trail that leads to a huge banyan network. It’s hard to tell where one tree begins and the next one ends. Back at the waterfall I climb over the barricade to where I can sit on the rocks and actually see the falls. (Why do they always put barricades where the view is no good?) I make a twenty-minute sketch that does little more than remind me I was here. My ride shows up. Time to go. Isn’t there a law against hurrying this much in Hawaii?
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