No paintings to post yet. Just settling in and saying I’m here. Flew down to collect my jeep and painting gear in Santa Rosa, following last week in Sonoma, and now I am headed south to Garrapata, near Big Sur.
I will try to get down in the hole, Stape’. I promise I will . . .
Never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, try to drive through the Santa Cruz mountains out of Los Gatos on a Friday afternoon on a Memorial Day. The road turns into a parking lot. If I’d had a thumb-pochade box I would have whipped it out, set it on the steering wheel, and knocked out a few paintings as everyone inched along.
But hey, I’m here now and in position to paint one of the most stunning places on the planet. The next couple of days are going to be awesome. Can’t wait. Going to paint with some old friends, and perhaps meet some new ones as well: John Burton, Mark Farina, and maybe, if he shows, Brian Blood.
Stay tuned . . .