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Oil on canvas. 20" x 32" Yet another less than perfect photo of a wonderful painting, but I will post new images when I have better shots. The odd thing about this painting is what way is up. I have mounted it so that it can be hung in any orientation, because it is a view looking up. When I was little My family was traveling around picking fruit, and living in a 1960 Chevrolet Impala, in which we would listen to Wolfman Jack on the border blaster X station. It was a station wagon, but my mom was very pregnant, and had a nearly one year old baby besides me, and the car was not that big, so when we found a box canyon that had a small cave in the back we moved right in. At that time I had a huge fascination with Georga o'Keefe, and so living in a cave in the desert seemed like a grand thing to me. The canyon was lamp chimney shaped, and had a big piece of rock, which had spalled off the side and was sticking up partly blocking the wind, so that was where we built our fire. I would lay on the soft sand and look up at the sparks from the fire as they went up and mingled with the stars. The image stuck with me all this time; O'keefe is dead, as is most of my family, but desert is still just as magic as it was then.

That is probably more than all of you out there needed to know, but that's the story behind this painting.

Description
Oil on canvas. 20" x 32" Yet another less than perfect photo of a wonderful painting, but I will post new images when I have better shots. The odd thing about this painting is what way is up. I have mounted it so that it can be hung in any orientation, because it is a view looking up. When I was little My family was traveling around picking fruit, and living in a 1960 Chevrolet Impala, in which we would listen to Wolfman Jack on the border blaster X station. It was a station wagon, but my mom was very pregnant, and had a nearly one year old baby besides me, and the car was not that big, so when we found a box canyon that had a small cave in the back we moved right in. At that time I had a huge fascination with Georga o'Keefe, and so living in a cave in the desert seemed like a grand thing to me. The canyon was lamp chimney shaped, and had a big piece of rock, which had spalled off the side and was sticking up partly blocking the wind, so that was where we built our fire. I would lay on the soft sand and look up at the sparks from the fire as they went up and mingled with the stars. The image stuck with me all this time; O'keefe is dead, as is most of my family, but desert is still just as magic as it was then.

That is probably more than all of you out there needed to know, but that's the story behind this painting.