There are people who like the desert; I am not one of them. When I was in Israel a few years ago, I remember thinking “THIS was the ‘land of milk and honey’, ‘the Promised Land??” Deserts make me feel hot and thirsty, worried about water, missing green.
There must be beauty in the desert for so many people to like it. One of the strong motivational forces in my life is to find beauty wherever I can. While visiting a friend in Death Valley, I enjoyed looking for the beauty and then determined that I would find something in my photos to paint.
Have a look at the progress since I first showed this to you.
The painting was on hold while I finished some commissions. While waiting for others to dry in order to continue, I finished the desert painting.
And as always, when it is dry I will scan it so you can better appreciate its qualities (and it will be squared up, something that eludes me with a camera.)
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One of my family traditions is to go every August to Littlerock (outside of Palmdale/Lancaster area) to buy delicious Elberta peaches at the George Bones packinghouse. As we drive into the desert, my sister Sally never fails to exclaim, “How can anyone stand to live out here!” I guess it takes a particular type of personality to enjoy the desolation and isolation of the desert. I like your desert painting, and you found some green there too!
Marjie, your sister Sally and I are in agreement. And I confess to exaggerating the green!
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