On the third day we painted in Jerome, which is about 20 minutes from Sedona. The forecast said rain and that's exactly what it did ... all day ... well, until it started snowing. Some of us (not me) were able to find spots under overhangs to paint. I found a really cool little car at the bottom of a series of steps off the main road that I absolutely HAD to paint (you should have heard me when I saw it), but with the rain and all (excuses excuses, I know) it was just shy of a disaster. I was literally pouring out my box every 15 minutes or so. And then a truck came and parked right in front of the car. By that point my hands were so cold I gave up and went for lunch.
One thing I learned - when I started the painting, since there was water all over the canvas, the paint didn't lay down. It was very frustrating. After a while I wiped it down and started over. Because at this point there was a layer of oil over the whole thing, each new stroke went down much better.
The painting above I did one day after a failed attempt at the red rocks. I was walking around looking for a new subject when I found this little scene. Honestly it's my favorite from the whole trip.