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A nomadic Artist, living and creating in a self-converted van, I paint in a jubilant riot of color to harness the splendor of landscapes through which I travel.
Sunday moment of zen:
Long walks with sunshine and mountains and Paco. πΆππ
Just a little introductory post for all the new people here. πππΌπΆπ©πΌβπ¨
All of our time in the desert has inspired a new collection of desert-themed paintings.
I time-traveled through past years of (SO many!) photos and mined some of my favorite shots from previous campsites and explorations, and am excitedly transforming them into colorful little artworks. π©πΌβπ¨
Obligatory full moon footage.
Fun Fact: Paco has always been a moon gazer. When he was a puppy, he`d sit in the backyard and stare up at the moon, no matter what phase it was in.
That`s one of the ways I knew he was the dog for me, we both love the moon. π
Now that we`re out in the wild more often, he`ll stare at it for such long stretches, totally transfixed by it.
I`m fine with that, I mean, I`m the same way. π€·πΌββοΈπ
PS. Did you see the eclipse last night? Wasn`t it phenomenal!? π
Just a typical day of being mesmerized by the sky. πβοΈ
Living in a van means living in every room of your home all at once, all the time.
In some ways it`s great to have everything within such close range. Then, there are days where I hit my head so many times you`d think I just moved into the van yesterday.
When my van turns into an art studio, art supplies spread out all across the bed, the floor, the countertops. If I need to get to the refrigerator or toilet, I have to temporarily move things aside, stow the table, then pull it all back out and set it up again.
There are days I miss having a brick and mortar art studio, but this setup is pretty fantastic, and the views can`t be beat. Besides, I always like a good challenge, and these cozy confines push me to be more intentional with my studio time. π©πΌβπ¨
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Here are some treasures I found while wandering through desert washes.
- An old car was in the middle of a field, but it appeared to have been parked at what was once an old homestead, long swallowed by the landscape.
- A concrete structure was nearby, etched with the date Feb 18, 1933. The initials, or name, inscribed alongside the date had been broken off, but you can still see an A.
- The timeframe aligns with a nearby train bridge stamped 1934
- This cool little bottle of Thomas Edison Battery Oil. Google dates it anywhere between 1915-1960s.
- A 1943 half dollar
- An old flat top can of Coors Light - pre-pull tab era. Google dates it from roughly 1959, when Coors introduced aluminum cans.
- An F π€·πΌββοΈ
The rest of the photos are of rocks, shadows, tracks, bones, and various other things that caught my eye. Visual treasures that inspire future paintings. π
Time for another wash walk! πΆπΌββοΈπΆ
We camped in the same spot for a good length of time, which meant we wandered through every wash we crossed. Sometimes it felt like I was in a labyrinth, winding through twists and turns, not entirely certain where it would spit us out.
These washes proved to hold more than just rocks to marvel at. Tomorrow, I`ll share some of the "treasures" I found during our rambles.
Long walks like these are what spur my inspiration and creativity. My mind goes quiet, and I allow myself to be carried away by the landscape. There are endless natural wonders to marvel at - the way the scrubby trees twist up toward the sky, the woven roots that lace in and out of the mud walls, so many colorful rocks and fossils, footprints of tiny desert critters, and, of course, lots of trash peppered throughout, but that`s not so inspiring. π«€
One thing is for certain: some great paintings are in the works! π©πΌβπ¨π
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