California is my home.

For over 15 years I've been working toward painting the entire coastline of this beautiful state. I'll never be finished, but as long as these creaky bones have life in them, I'll keep on trying. It's a slow and winding road though... and sometimes it's no road at all.

I spend weeks at a time on the road, living out of my van to explore the nooks and coves I've not yet seen. I've hiked for miles, far off the beaten paths. I've painted from the side of the busy highway. I've painted from boats, climbed on rooftops, crawled over locked gates, edged between barbed wire, suffered the nuisance of ticks, poison oak, biting ants, high winds... you get the idea.

And when the day is done, I often stay up late in the van writing notes, jotting down collected memories, occasionally drifting into poetry inspired by life on the edge of the continent. Feet blistered from hiking, shoulders sore from carrying my entire art studio on my back across miles of varied terrain, but stoked beyond belief to be able to share these visions of California with you.


-Matt Beard