Painting class

I started my afternoon painting class last Thursday. It was great to get back to class, it seems forever since I attended art class. I went totally unprepared and as every one else started setting up their stuff and getting out their work, I sat there with pristine canvas on easel and box of newly opened acrylics beside me. In the end...........I realised we were supposed to be 'painting', we were not going to be told what to do, and off I wandered in search of inspiration which I found in the form of a stack of old national geographic photos. This is what I came up with. A landscape that reminds me of the glens but was in fact based on an old photo of some place in America. I painted my way through the three hour class only to be disappointed with the result. I've  spent the rest of the week reworking this painting until now, the evening before my next class, when I think I'm fairly satisfied with it. I'd forgotten how easy it is to lose all track of time day after day when absorbed in a painting.
So; this is the first one, and tomorrow I start on the second one, hopefully as the novelty wears off I will become lass obsessed.