Walking up to the studio in the early morning, my eye naturally turns toward the east, where the sun rises over the distant hills along the San Andreas fault. I can hear the very faint dull roar of the nearby highway traffic, but it is not at all disturbing in light of the glory of this scene.
6 in, x 8 in., oil on panel, framed. $50
Available at Local Love, Atascadero, CA