My cup is empty...but full of air

This is my first painting from my community college painting class. It is a cup. It still needs some touch-ups actually so there's still a little more work to do, but I'm quite ready to move on to my next painting, a photograph of my dad.

Back to a week of training after a brief interlude to Seattle for Thanksgiving. It was chilly despite the sun. I think the weather too made me look at Seattle differently. It looks like a shipping city with narrow red-roofed houses and tall trees. I can see why people in that city hang out in coffee shops all day and read books all the time. Cold!