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Going down to the desert solo has become somewhat of a ritual. It feels so vast and endless which gives me a sense of peace. Not to mention, the colors of the desert are simply in a realm of their own. The palette is endlessly inspiring to me, and ever-changing depending on time of day and year. In this scene, I was particularly drawn to the cast of sun across the land near the horizon line and the shape/color of the clouds.
Painted alla prima.
Oil on panel
6” x 6”
Going down to the desert solo has become somewhat of a ritual. It feels so vast and endless which gives me a sense of peace. Not to mention, the colors of the desert are simply in a realm of their own. The palette is endlessly inspiring to me, and ever-changing depending on time of day and year. In this scene, I was particularly drawn to the cast of sun across the land near the horizon line and the shape/color of the clouds.
Painted alla prima.
Oil on panel
6” x 6”