I started painting the depot from a different view when it started to rain. I tried to keep going by using two umbrellas - one which was given to me by a kind gallery owner. She probably felt bad for me standing in front of her shop in rain gear, water drops splashing my work. Eventually, the rain came down so heavily that it was bouncing off my palette and canvas; I couldn't see what I was painting. I gave up, and moved under the roof-covered train station.
Many other painters were already sitting dry under the shelter, far along with the progress of their work. A few commented that they were wondering when and if I would finally give up. "It's just not worth the challenge." said one woman. I painted quickly to make up lost time.
The painting won third place. Sometimes, giving up is the best thing to do.
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