The airport in my hometown – Long Beach. What’s really amazing is the height of those palms….I’m guessing they are at least as old as I am – which is amazing that they last that long, or grew that well and to great height. Some palms are like weeds though, once they get going it takes a lot to bring them down….huh….kinda like some people…some grow to great heights – others – not so much. And now that I’m at the reflection stage of my artistic process….I have no idea whatever possessed me to paint this (!?)
I do know my limitations…I past them about 30 minutes ago – but here goes….while painting today I was really concentrating on the juxtaposition of static objects against the movement found in nature. I wasn’t planning on roughing in palm trees until some time later, but, my gut was telling me…..aw, something else.