Warming at the Window
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...
A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did.
There are times when light and nature and the very air weaving through it take one's breath away. A waif of a girl, wending her way carefully through a meadow, searching . . . for what? It can only be magic, and the creator of all magic in woody houses are fairies.
Another friend told me "it looks magical." That is exactly what I felt when I saw and painted it, magic.
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...
John Pitre was one of my earliest art influences. Before the internet, we already knew of the depers...
Something about this painting makes me happy, I hope it does you as well....
Perched at the most southern end of San Diego, with the view of the Silver Strand and Tijuana to the...