Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 20″ x 16″
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Matt Beard Art- Plein Air Original Painting Documentation
$180 – ($1.25 per square inch)
$228 – Approximate distance from Eureka, CA ($0.3 per mile)
$50 – Overnight Travel
$0 – Sleeping in Van
$0 – Tricky Urban Camping
On the Ground Logistics:
$10 – Paid Parking
$0 – Illegal or Questionable Parking Required: Nope
$0 – Parking Ticket or Citation Issued
$25 – Painted from Roof of Van (that platform wasn’t cheap)
$0 – Painted from Private Land: No
$0 – 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!!)
$20 – Wind ($2 per mph)
$50 – Shade/Sun: Cooking in the Hot Sun
$9 – Heat/Cold ($1.5 per degree farhenheit above/below 65)
$-25 – Crowds/Questions/Human Element: Distracting, but Nice
$0 – Sustenance Provided by Others Before, During or After Painting: Nadda
$-25 – Fun Surf At Location Before, During, or After Painting: Good Enough
$ – Other:
$522 – TOTAL COST
I was supposed to meet some visiting Northern California friends here for an easy morning surf. I figured I’d roll down, even though I was pretty far up the coast- it’s not very often we see each other outside of Humboldt, or even in Humboldt for that matter. After a surf, I’d hang, maybe paint, just see what they day would bring.
One of them backed out the night before on account of a less than favorable forecast, but I’d already made the plan and figured I’d meet the other one that was still planning to go. On my way down, that friend backed out too, citing the same crummy conditions. Oh well, I’d already gone this far, and besides, even with a bad forecast there’s always still something to surf here.
But oh no, not today. It was the worst day of surf I’ve ever seen here. And I’ve seen some bad ones and surfed em anyway. I could always paint, but even that was tough. My usual approach to this place is to paint the bustling parking lot full of cars and scattered surfboards. It’s a living piece of California surfing history here. But alas, not today.
And so I present to you here this iconic mecca of carpark surf culture, as absolutely empty as you may ever see it.
At least it wasn’t raining.