Next week I'm going to L.A. I love L.A. I've only been there once, and between then and now my brain has painted it into this glorious place that it almost certainly isn't. The great thing about it, though, is that I think part of our existing experience is in our heads. I think we make our places beautiful or terrible.
This painting is for my godfather, who travels the world. I've learned a lot about loving places from him.
watercolor and acrylic on 180 lb cold press paper