After dinner we sometimes race to fog and drive to the Marin Headlands, hoping to see the sunset at the beach. Usually the fog wins, bringing an early dusk. A week ago pelicans flew in stately formation, and dolphins made circular leaps.
I usually arrive with baggage but am able to let it go in the course of an evening.
Just finished a crazy week, taking a friends' kids rides to camp, teaching another friend how to drive every night, cooking lunch for 100 homeless people over by the bus station. Painting got pushed to the back burner, but when I had quiet moments I painted this. Wishful thinking .
I knocked on my neighbor's door. "Erica, I need you and Dana to pose for a painting..." A common request over here. She gently climbed on the hood of her mother's car and onto her boyfriend's shoulders. They stood politely, facing left and right until I said, "Okay, I'm done." Dana took off, walking up the stairs with Erica screaming. I should have painted that.
It's been a crazy week. I had to ship three boxes to Left Bank in Cape Cod for a solo show. (Thank you, Audrey and Doug!) And I had openings for two group shows the last two Fridays at the Collector and Rhythmix. (Thank you, Janet, Christina, Sam, and Skye!) Both of my kids are home. Whenever I've had a spare moment, I've been teaching a friend how to drive. So much life, but when I had time in the studio, this is what came out....