Often the evening light here in Sherman Heights looks like Armageddon. Maybe it’s the fumes off the freeway scattering the light on the gleaming overpass infrastructure.
It’s always tough painting into the setting sun, but I gave it a shot. Painted on the beach in Coronado.
I’m trying out my new ultra lightweight easel setup. This weighs less than 3 lbs total, including the somewhat rickety $8 tripod. I like to travel light- this is going to be great for trips.
There’s a line in Camus that says: “..all Algiers at his feet, around them like a dark, glittering cape of jewels and shells.”