Old Into New
From a time I went out hiking Mission Trails a few years back.
The colors & textures of this field - strewn with decaying logs and fresh sprigs of grass - is a reminder this time of year always brings. Let things change.
Rhythms
Vintage architecture being a (lot a) bit of an obsession of mine, it was inevitable I fell into a series focusing on all the magical details. The rhythm of Midcentury Modern roof-lines have my current attention.
I orient my paintings to be a blending of memory and mood rather than a straightforward recording of reality - for me, this one satisfies both so well. I’ll never forget the vibe of this space now that I have it painted exactly as it feels.
On A Cliff's Edge
Literally. Finally got out to plein air with my new, lightweight set up yesterday. Could’ve done without the sand wasps about my ankles.
West
A fever dream of purple cacti. Missing the west coast a lot lately.