This is a painting my husband did a few years ago. The real location inspiration was the movie set ruins "Contrabando" on the River Road between Terlingua and Lajitas. The River Road is a fabulously scenic drive and we try to get to The Big Lonesome (Big Bend National Park) area at least once every year.
I love the mountains and I delight in the oceans. But, it's the desert that makes you dive hard into introspection. It is as unforgiving as any deity on Judgement Day; that Big Book opens and you are flayed at the gates, exposing all the rot. If you're lucky, the austral desert winds act as a heart surgeon, performing a resuscitation of self, of hope. The piquant bouquet of a creosote bush soothes the invisible cuts of daily life; worry discharges like an errant bolt of lightening into the hard ground. Rise, shake it off and seek the prehistoric deep into those river canyons. The desert is my solace.
I’m a desert rat living in the wooded Ozarks. The land here is undeniably beautiful, but it’s claustrophobic in a way. I can breathe in the desert. Mentally and physically.
ReplyDeleteAs you know, we have that print hanging on the wall in our home. In this time of pandemic, not a day goes by that I don’t look at that print and wish we were there.
My friend, thank you for buying art, and many kindnesses for your spirit!
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