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“Marine Layers”

Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 20″ x 16″
Year: 2018

Notes:
Painted for a friend, but the weather was not my friend today. I made the most of it, and I’m real happy with the light drama that developed, but I’m not sure this was the beautiful day that he and his wife had in mind, so I just quietly rolled through town, did the painting and moved on. I hope he at least digs it as a deposit until I can do the painting he really wants at a later date.

In the meantime, I was mostly disappointed as I was really hoping to get in the water and ride a few waves, but it was not to be today. Surf was pretty bad (I lied in the painting), but on the bright side, another friend in town showed up with a giant sandwich for a quick lunchbreak on the side of the road. That doesn’t happen everyday and it was delicious.

Thanks Mike.

And Mike.

“Tide Falling”

Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 20″ x 16″
Year: 2018

Notes:
One of the most iconic waterfalls in all of California and one of only two year-round falls that land on the beach. This one used to land in the water, but a landslide deposited so much sediment up the coast that the gradual drift of currents built this beach where none previously existed.

I’ve heard stories of repeated rescues of tourists who get the wild idea to climb down to the beach here get stuck on the cliff face halfway down and have to get lifted, dragged, or otherwise hauled out.

I was cognizant of that as I edged around some fencing to a private perch of my own so as to paint this scene without disturbing anybody’s selfie backdrop, which is unfortunately what a scene like this is often reduced to in our age.

During my short time there I saw repeated groups of tourists go half-stomping/half-sliding through the brush and poison oak down the hill in search of some better view. I often thought to say something about the oak, but then figured the deed was already done, why ruin their moment?

This overcast daylight was fading fast and I had to work a little more frantic than usual to make this one happen, but I’m glad I stopped and made the effort. Even on a gray day, the color of that water stops you in your tracks.

“Some Things Money Just Can’t Buy”

Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 24″ x 12″
Year: 2018

Notes:
Like most surfers who’ve visited the area, I’ve collected some great memories of this place over the years. I’d wondered about painting this rock outcropping overlooking the beach for a long time. The last time I drove through (years ago, prior to the landslide and bridge collapse), I scouted it for views, and somehow came away feeling like I couldn’t find an angle to paint it from. That could be because I don’t recall there being a developed trail here -it was all bushwack and poison-oak dodging back then. But still, kinda boggled my mind on returning and seeing how easy it was to stroll up to this scene that was practically served on a platter.

People walking by are usually quite friendly when they see a painter, sometimes overly so. This day was different. Maybe I smelled bad from car-dwelling, who knows? All I know is 5 out of the 6 groups that walked by while I painted here seemed utterly annoyed at my presence. I was baffled, but it was refreshing too, because it meant they didn’t want to stop and chat much.

One group in particular is worth mentioning. 4 guys, young, college age, or just out of college walk up and see me painting. They all have their phones out to take photos of the scene, taking turns walking up and shooting from right beside me, as if I was in the only spot with a view on this trail. Ok, whatever. But then they turn to leave and one of them walks back. He seemed friendly, and I thought it would be a typical out-in-the-field conversation- (How long you been painting? Is this your hobby? Do you sell these? Etc) But no. He explains that he went to design school and seeing me paint reminds him of a cartoon he saw where a photographer walked up to a painter at work and held up his camera, pointed in the direction of the artist’s subject (at the same time he pointed his cell phone at the scene I was painting) and pressed click (at which point he took a photo) and turned to me and said “Done.”  Then he turned and walked away in a mic drop sorta way. I hope he didn’t pay too much for his “education” there.

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