Lost Coast, Acrylic on Panel, 36 x 48 inches, 2016
There’s a section of Northern California named the Lost Coast that’s over a hundred miles of mostly wilderness. It’s a tough ride on a bicycle. You climb for 8 miles before you dive down a narrow, windy, steep road that’s half potholes/half bad pavement. You ride over cattle guards then there’s nothing but the ocean pounding huge rocks on the right and narrow pastures with a few cows on the left for 20 miles. My painting shows the Lost Coast on the imaginary day when Peter Doig floated up in his canoe and ran into David Salle in his early Ford Bronco.