Telegraph Hill- buy now
The Golden Hour on Telegraph Hill in San Francisco, painted from the Embarcadero.
Such a beautiful city; it really is postcard-perfect.
I’m working in gouache here. I wanted to bring my oils but it’s such a drama flying with them. I like gouache as a substitute for oils, you can layer them similarly and the small tubes are great for your one-quart carry-on bag.
Golden Hill, San Diego – for sale
Saturday afternoon found me at a laundromat. I like clean clothes. I did not exactly plan this series that’s developed of paintings outside laundromats, but it has happened, and I like it.
This particular laundromat is in Golden Hill. Although Golden Hill is a chichi area with extremely expensive Victorian homes, the laundromat turned out to be a dank hole. It does, however, possess the critical amenity of ample parking and it has this tamale shop stuck under an awning right beside it.
I loved the tamale shop and the awning immediately and I had to paint it.
South Park Crafstman- buy now
At the laundromat again, drawing out front while my clothes were in the wash.
Fences- buy now
The house next door. I didn’t feel like traveling to paint. 😉
Rigoberto’s – buy now
Rigoberto’s taco shop in North Park, San Diego. I don’t normally paint cars for various reasons aesthetic and philosophical, but in this case it seemed weird to paint a Drive Thru without including a car.
Victorian in U Heights- buy now
Now a yoga studio, next door to my trusty laundromat.
Orange and blue termite tent- buy now
I thought the colors of this termite tent were especially nice.
Hillcrest- buy now
A vintage Spanish style home in my old neighborhood- Hillcrest. I love the way the trees in front hide the house from the street, like a secret.
Somewhere San Diego- buy now
My new-to me, circa 1905 cottage in San Diego. White picket fence and everything.
Liquor Store in North Park- for sale
High noon on El Cajon Blvd in North Park.
Outside the laundromat- for sale
While I was working on this drawing at the laundromat, I overheard the following conversation:
3 year old boy: What’s that?
Father: It’s a flag. Can you say flag?
3 year old: Flag. I’m gonna f*** her like a pig!!!
– I just kept painting.
HVACs in Kearny Mesa- for sale
Due to falling sky junk/ pebbles thrown by the wheels of a semi/ or something, my windshield had a giant crack in it. This seemed to me like a safety issue. So I drove up to an area called Kearny Mesa to get it fixed, or rather replaced because there was too much damage.
Kearny Mesa is one of those sprawling suburban places but it has a few things going for it:
1. Korean and Japanese supermarkets.
2. Mid Century Modern commercial buildings everywhere.
After dropping off the truck at the repair place, I wandered off in search of something to paint and found this roof studded with about a dozen HVAC units. I thought it was really cool looking.
The house next door. – for sale
This is the view from my studio window. The original part of my house- where the studio is located- was built in 1905.
Giant Cactus- for sale
Painted over breakfast in my backyard, looking over the neighbor’s fence at their giant cactus that looks to be eating the house.
Patio- buy now
The latest in my morning coffee watercolor series- this one painted on my patio at home.