The last few years I taught in public schools, I commuted over an hour each direction from my urban apartment (heaven for this country-raised kid!) to largely rural and rural/suburban communities in the desert. The landscape in the morning was always filled with potential. Here, I’ve captured the golden light of the rising sun as it stains the mountains. Below in the shadows are the jumbled, directional thoughts of those passing by on the freeway. At such speeds, we must seem like passing thoughts to the cosmos.
Fourteen curves is acrylic and ink pen on canvas. This piece has appeared in numerous locations, most recently in Location 1980’s Celebrating California exhibition.