Rustic Adobe, Sedona
The sky here is like a tribe of people with changing moods and personal agendas. It moves from the purest blue and then suddenly a symphony of clouds, rain — emptied out to the wonderful smells of coolness in the air. The adobe structures are built to enjoy the continuous theatre that is Sedona and the Southwest.
Project notes: This is my last painting in Sedona. Off to Santa Fe to paint many wild horses. And a few adobes for the rest of the month. Wild.