At the end of May, I threw my camera in the car and Tulip and I headed west to Santa Cruz to visit my old friend, David. I had hoped to see wild flowers in the desert, but no such luck. I drove hundreds of miles without an urge to photograph anything. It wasn’t until David and I went to lunch one day that I stumbled upon an old gas tank that I thought had possibilities.
I returned several times to the restaurant to photograph it and it has become the inspiration for a series of abstract paintings that are in the works.