I remember exactly where I was when I painted this. I was in my friend Tim’s Izuzu Trooper in Quincy, Ca. He called me earlier that day and said – What do you want to do today? I replied “Paint!” So we gathered up some supplies and headed out into the wilderness in his car. We randomly drove through Quincy (where we were both going to school) and came upon a bridge over looking the Feather River. We stopped and in the middle of the road we just started painting. (Not a lot of traffic in Quincy) No one even drove past us. Quincy was a time of growth both mentally and spirtually. In the midst of Nature I painted this:
Circa 2004.
