It was the middle of winter. We would have these periods of bright sun and then suddenly it would turn cloudy and grey. I started this painting when it was sunny, but within thirty minutes of painting the sky had turned inky and dismal. So I put away my brushes, tucked the easel box under my desk and went home. Over the next several weeks it would get cloudy and grey whenever I wanted to paint. I finally got a painting I was happy with, though it is not quite the sunny day I wanted to paint; rather it starts to capture the grey winter weather creeping in.

The view is of the Delaware River looking southeast, with the Walt Whitman Bridge in the distance. That's the waterfront of Camden, New Jersey, across the river.