Just finished live painting at a wedding. In a room with no power. In a hurricane. White-knuckled it all the way to the ceremony 45 minutes away, passing numerous cars in the ditches on either side of the road. Pulled up to discover that the building where the event was being held (it was supposed to be outdoors, but that wasn’t obviously going to happen), had no power. Turned on the flashlight on my phone and climbed the 6 flights of stairs to the top floor 4 times to cart all my gear in, and set up by a window. Asked anyone and everyone who worked there if the lighting would be the same during the ceremony, i.e., nonexistent. They all said yes. So I painted in the background as best as I could see it. Two minutes before the ceremony, they brought our purple battery-powered floor lights and illuminated every visible surface in magenta, thus negating my entire painting. Thank fuck I’m a fast painter! Whipped up a new background just in time for the bride to walk down the aisle. A stroke of paint here, a stroke of paint there, and viola! A painting of the happy couple saying their vows.
Sorry for the crappy photo, but I was anxious to get out of there because one of the photographers said that they were going to shut down the road I needed to be on to get back home, so I hightailed it out of there before the painting was even dry.