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“Late Arrival” $520 | Miles Hiked: 1.2

Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 12″ x 16″
Year: 2019

Price: $520
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Matt Beard Art- Plein Air Original Painting Documentation
Price Breakdown:

Base Price:
$240 – ($1.25 per square inch)

Travel:
$177.6 – Approximate distance from Eureka, CA ($0.3 per mile)
$50 – Overnight Travel
$0 – Sleeping in Van
$0 – Tricky Urban Camping

On the Ground Logistics:
$0 – Paid Parking
$0 – Illegal or Questionable Parking Required: Nope
$0 – Parking Ticket or Citation Issued

$0 – Painted from Roof of Van (that platform wasn’t cheap)

$25 – Painted from Private Land: Yes, but with Permission
$75 – Posted ‘No Trespassing’
$0 – Harrassed by Authorities/Told to Leave
$0 – Citation for Tresspassing Issued
$0 – Fence/Gate Hopping
$0 – Barbed Wire
$0 – Blood

$36 – Hauling Gear on Foot ($30 per mile)
$0 – Off Trail Wilderness Tromping
$0 – Climbing or Vertical Scrambling Requiring Use of Hands: None
$0 – Full On Bushwhacking: None

$0 – Poison Oak Observed: None
$0 – Bee/Wasp/Other Painful Insect Bites ($15 each)
$15 – Mosquitoes: Some
$0 – Ticks Observed on Skin or Clothing: None
$0 – Tick Bites ($125 each!!)

$0 – Wind ($2 per mph)
$-25 – Shade/Sun: Plenty of Cool Shade
$1.5 – Heat/Cold ($1.5 per degree farhenheit above/below 65)
$0 – Crowds/Questions/Human Element: Nice and Quiet

$-75 – Sustenance Provided by Others Before, During or After Painting: Cold Beer and Snacks
$0 – Fun Surf At Location Before, During, or After Painting: Nothing, if it looks good in the painting, I probably lied.

$ – Other:
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$520.1 – TOTAL COST

Notes:
I might have been a late arrival
But I’ve been here all this time
I was here when the plates collided
I passed the bread and wine

I was here when we emerged from weeds
When the heavens gave us fire
When our songs kept our mother awake
When the rainbow held us higher

Vizcaíno saw me here in 1602
He called me by my name
The island of Bearded people it was
And to this day remains

I saw them come and plant the grapes
To sip the nectar from the vine
Prohibition shut them down
I saw it happen but the idea was never mine

The sheep were led to slaughter
And silent so was I
When the cotton gin reduced thier worth
To diamonds in the sky

I saw the pigs run feral
Chased off by dogs who fell from the air
The pigs are gone and the bacon fried
You’d never know they were there

My name is Stanton now and so it was
On the day I signed
And gave the land unto the gaurds
I was ill but I wasn’t blind

They will keep it from abomination
A trampled barren place
But I’m well aware they’d sell the air if they could
As well as these lines upon my face

It’s for the good I’m sure they’d say
They’ll save the earth with money
Listen at the gate when I pass in the night
I’m laughing but nothing is funny

I did what I must and not without Caire
How I longed for a better hand
It was them and their lawyer’s greed
Or else it was the land

I’m the homesick Italian that built the Chapel
With bricks of my own red earth
And I’m the one that’s buried there
Whose death precedes his birth

At the altar I have heard
The mighty man’s confession
And to the courtyard I have marched
In his funeral procession

I stood last night beneath the moon
Where they’ve sold God for the highest bid
I may have defied their lawyers decrees
Breathing a graven image in the mist as I hid

From watching eyes I was not seen
Except by the all-seeing lens
To which I danced and jigged about
As one does when among their friends

Today I rise with a mist in my eyes
Tired from last night’s dance
I called out from among these ancient trees
And I answered with a glance

And here I stood among the saplings
When first their roots went down
The mighty eucalyptus whose beauty invades
Like a king in quest of a crown

The fox and the eagle and the vanishing trees
The trees they love to rhyme
The eagle loves the fattened calfs
But the foxes they are mine

I might have been a late arrival
But I’ve been here all this time
I was here when the plates collided
I passed the bread and wine

“Left Behind” $727 | Miles Hiked: 1.3

Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 20″ x 16″
Year: 2019

Price: $727
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Matt Beard Art- Plein Air Original Painting Documentation

Price Breakdown:

Base Price:
$400 – ($1.25 per square inch)

Travel:
$177.6 – Approximate distance from Eureka, CA ($0.3 per mile)
$50 – Overnight Travel
$0 – Sleeping in Van
$0 – Tricky Urban Camping

On the Ground Logistics:
$0 – Paid Parking
$0 – Illegal or Questionable Parking Required: Nope
$0 – Parking Ticket or Citation Issued

$0 – Painted from Roof of Van (that platform wasn’t cheap)

$25 – Painted from Private Land: Yes, but with Permission
$75 – Posted ‘No Trespassing’
$0 – Harrassed by Authorities/Told to Leave
$0 – Citation for Tresspassing Issued
$0 – Fence/Gate Hopping
$0 – Barbed Wire
$0 – Blood

$39 – Hauling Gear on Foot ($30 per mile)
$15 – Off Trail Wilderness Tromping
$0 – Climbing or Vertical Scrambling Requiring Use of Hands: None
$0 – Full On Bushwhacking: None

$15 – Poison Oak Observed: Some
$0 – Bee/Wasp/Other Painful Insect Bites ($15 each)
$0 – Mosquitoes: None
$0 – Ticks Observed on Skin or Clothing: None
$0 – Tick Bites ($125 each!!)

$0 – Wind ($2 per mph)
$0 – Shade/Sun: Mostly Overcast
$6 – Heat/Cold ($1.5 per degree farhenheit above/below 65)
$0 – Crowds/Questions/Human Element: Nice and Quiet

$-75 – Sustenance Provided by Others Before, During or After Painting: Cold Beer and Snacks
$0 – Fun Surf At Location Before, During, or After Painting: Nothing, if it looks good in the painting, I probably lied.

$ – Other:
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$727.6 – TOTAL COST

Notes:
I have a few regrets about this one. To get here required a two hour drive across a private reserve to this far side of the island. I have to give a big shout of thanks to the California Coastal Commission for inviting me along on this island tour, to Lyndall for being our guide, to the UC system for letting us stay in the facilities on the island’s interior and to the Nature Conservancy for allowing us this access for the weekend.  The rest of the crew were headed to the furthest point west on the island, about another 45 minutes out from this outpost.

We stopped here for lunch and decided this was my opportunity to paint, being that they’d be gone for about 3 hours, just enough to paint a large 20×16. Not quite enough time to scout views to my satisfaction though, so after a few false starts trying to find a way up the hill for a better view, I settled for this one of this outbuilding and blooming cactus that I saw from the road on the way here. Only afterward did I see on a map just how close I was to the path I was looking for to get up the hill. That is my first regret.

My second has to do with the fact that behind this building, and nestled in behind these old cypress trees is one of the oldest buildings on the island, dating back to 1860. That would have been a neater thing to paint, but I just didn’t see a good angle to paint it from. Also I’m not sure I was technically allowed to paint that building after asking about some other old buildings on the island’s interior and being told that I wasn’t allowed to paint them according to the Nature Conservancy’s rules… I’m going to do my best to not speak about that anymore… but that said, I’m not even sure I was allowed to paint this building either, but what’s an artist to do? We paint stuff that catches our interest. But still the older building would have been extra cool if I’d found a good vantage point. That is my second regret.

My third regret is not seeing the furthest point on the island. This might have been the only opportunity I’ll ever have had to make it that far and see it with my own eyes. Forced to choose between a remote vista without painting, and a just-a-little-less remote vista with painting, it was an easy choice, but not without some pain.

And one final regret was the cold beer I left behind at the cabin. That would have been amazing out here, but perhaps appropriate.  After all my group left me behind here to paint an old outpost that was left behind from the ranching era on an island that in many ways seems to have been left behind by time itself.

“Her Quiet Time” $495

Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 16″ x 12″
Year: 2019

Price: $495
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Matt Beard Art- Plein Air Original Painting Documentation
Price Breakdown:

Base Price:
$240 – ($1.25 per square inch)

Travel:
$177.6 – Approximate distance from Eureka, CA ($0.3 per mile)
$50 – Overnight Travel
$0 – Sleeping in Van
$0 – Tricky Urban Camping

On the Ground Logistics:
$0 – Paid Parking
$0 – Illegal or Questionable Parking Required: Nope
$0 – Parking Ticket or Citation Issued

$0 – Painted from Roof of Van (that platform wasn’t cheap)

$25 – Painted from Private Land: Yes, but with Permission
$75 – Posted ‘No Trespassing’
$0 – Harrassed by Authorities/Told to Leave
$0 – Citation for Tresspassing Issued
$0 – Fence/Gate Hopping
$0 – Barbed Wire
$0 – Blood

$0 – Hauling Gear on Foot ($30 per mile)
$0 – Off Trail Wilderness Tromping
$0 – Climbing or Vertical Scrambling Requiring Use of Hands: None
$0 – Full On Bushwhacking: None

$0 – Poison Oak Observed: None
$0 – Bee/Wasp/Other Painful Insect Bites ($15 each)
$0 – Mosquitoes: None
$0 – Ticks Observed on Skin or Clothing: None
$0 – Tick Bites ($125 each!!)

$0 – Wind ($2 per mph)
$-25 – Shade/Sun: Plenty of Cool Shade
$3 – Heat/Cold ($1.5 per degree farhenheit above/below 65)
$-25 – Crowds/Questions/Human Element: Distracting, but Nice

$-25 – Sustenance Provided by Others Before, During or After Painting: Snacks
$0 – Fun Surf At Location Before, During, or After Painting: Nothing, if it looks good in the painting, I probably lied.

$ – Other:
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$495.6 – TOTAL COST

Notes:
The Chumash people lived here first. The Earth Mother’s name was Hutash, and she planted a particular plant on this island, from which the people emerged fully grown. They were cold until they were given fire by lighting from that old Sky Snake, the Milky Way, the Earth Mother’s husband.

The people were fruitful and multiplied. Happily. Their songs and laughter kept Hutash up at night. At last she couldn’t bear them any longer and she decided to make a bridge out of a rainbow from the distant peak in this painting all the way to a high peak on the mainland. Off they marched. Told to keep their eyes on the mainland, some looked down and became dizzy. The fallen ones were turned into dolphins by Hutash to keep them from drowning.

The people continued to prosper on the mainland as well, but they were no longer so crowded on this island and presumably the Earth Mother slept.

She must have still been sleeping when the Spaniard’s and other European’s arrived, because things got really weird at that point. In a few short generations things quieted down even more. Disease took it’s toll. The sheep’s wool was rendered obsolete by the Slavemaster’s friend, the Cotton Gin. The vineyards were thwarted by that Old Grump, the Prohibition.

A few brick buildings and rutted roads were built, but there is only area in the entire interior valley that sees regular human activity now, and even there it is generally quiet. Access is tightly controlled and looks like it will stay that way for awhile.

When she awake’s I hope the folks who now own most of this island are prompt in cooking her up a nice cup of coffee and explaining to her how it is that they wandered back over that bridge and down into the valley from Devil’s peak. And speaking of her high and beautiful mountain, the foundation of her rainbow bridge, just who named it “Devil’s Peak” anyhow? And where did the rest of her children go?  And why aren’t there more songs and laughter? Without them she overslept, and we can only hope her slumber was sweet and restful.

“Down Harbor Blvd, Just Past the Airport” $792 | Miles Hiked: 5.1

Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 16″ x 20″
Year: 2019

Price: $792
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Matt Beard Art- Plein Air Original Painting Documentation
Price Breakdown:

Base Price:
$400 – ($1.25 per square inch)

Travel:
$177.6 – Approximate distance from Eureka, CA ($0.3 per mile)
$50 – Overnight Travel
$0 – Sleeping in Van
$0 – Tricky Urban Camping

On the Ground Logistics:
$0 – Paid Parking
$0 – Illegal or Questionable Parking Required: Nope
$0 – Parking Ticket or Citation Issued

$0 – Painted from Roof of Van (that platform wasn’t cheap)

$25 – Painted from Private Land: Yes, but with Permission
$75 – Posted ‘No Trespassing’
$0 – Harrassed by Authorities/Told to Leave
$0 – Citation for Tresspassing Issued
$0 – Fence/Gate Hopping
$0 – Barbed Wire
$0 – Blood

$153 – Hauling Gear on Foot ($30 per mile)
$0 – Off Trail Wilderness Tromping
$0 – Climbing or Vertical Scrambling Requiring Use of Hands: None
$0 – Full On Bushwhacking: None

$0 – Poison Oak Observed: None
$0 – Bee/Wasp/Other Painful Insect Bites ($15 each)
$0 – Mosquitoes: None
$0 – Ticks Observed on Skin or Clothing: None
$0 – Tick Bites ($125 each!!)

$0 – Wind ($2 per mph)
$50 – Shade/Sun: Cooking in the Hot Sun
$12 – Heat/Cold ($1.5 per degree farhenheit above/below 65)
$-25 – Crowds/Questions/Human Element: Distracting, but Nice

$-50 – Sustenance Provided by Others Before, During or After Painting: Cold Beer
$0 – Fun Surf At Location Before, During, or After Painting: Nothing, if it looks good in the painting, I probably lied.

$-75 – Other: Picked up in Truck and Saved from 3.5 Mile Hike Back
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$792.6 – TOTAL COST

Notes:
How fortunate I am to be here today. That thought is never far from my mind. A rare opportunity to walk the interior of an Island generally off limits to regular folks who aren’t wealthy, or well-connected. This view was the glimpse of the coast at the end of a 4 mile hike. I may never see it again. It’s hard to say. There’s a lot more I’d like to say, but it will have to wait for another day.  For now it’s enough just to say thanks to the fine folks at the California Coastal Commission for letting me tag along and briefly enjoy a weekend on this land with them.

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