August 1, 2020
I love the colors of the Southwest. I am crazy mad for anything that looks like the color is actually made of living light. It is impossible to find this scene in nature because I create it out of the memories of colors I have seen. It is my desire to see that light, that color, that kind of life, which causes me to dredge this up out of composite memories.
I guess it makes me feel like I am actually creating something.