This summer reminds me of the summers of my childhood. Every afternoon, the monsoon clouds formed, and some lucky locations got rain. If we weren't the lucky ones on a particular afternoon, it was easy to see where the rain was falling in the distance. Most recent summers have lacked the reliable monsoon afternoons, so this summer feels special, for having what was once normal. On a recent afternoon, I passed this alfalfa field and stopped to look, baking in bright sunlight, with thunderheads looming nearby, and virga of falling rain in the distance.
This work is archivally matted with an 8-ply mat and backing, and is presented in a custom walnut frame by the artist.
This summer reminds me of the summers of my childhood. Every afternoon, the monsoon clouds formed, and some lucky locations got rain. If we weren't the lucky ones on a particular afternoon, it was easy to see where the rain was falling in the distance. Most recent summers have lacked the reliable monsoon afternoons, so this summer feels special, for having what was once normal. On a recent afternoon, I passed this alfalfa field and stopped to look, baking in bright sunlight, with thunderheads looming nearby, and virga of falling rain in the distance.
This work is archivally matted with an 8-ply mat and backing, and is presented in a custom walnut frame by the artist.