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On my way this morning to San Diego - will be nice to get back to visit family and reunite with the Pacific Ocean. As much as I love living in Colorado, the Ocean is in my blood, having grown up on the Connecticut coast. Strangely though, it isn't the east coast that calls to me, but the west.

I'll be setting up my show at Hacienda de las Rosas wine tasting rooms in Old Town San Diego on Friday and doing an artist "meet and greet" on Saturday, 4-7. Hope to see you there if you're in the San Diego area!

This is a painting that truly took on a life of its own. I started out with the idea of a path through a wooded area. I got pretty far with the painting when I suddenly got an urge to wipe off most of what I’d painted. As I was destroying what I had been constructing for days, the thought “the return of the Shamans” was repeating in my head. When a good portion of the paint had been wiped off, what was left looked like figures on horseback. The rest of the painting fell together almost effortlessly. The mystery of this piece intrigues me. Who are the Shamans? Are they the figures on horseback? Or are the figures waiting for the Shamans to appear out of the mist?