It was the beginning of a new day and the light was just rising above the bay. While Paul and I walked over from our hotel to visit our daughter Monica in California, I took pictures of the marina. Seagulls were calling the sailors “come fish for us”. Distant details were blurred in the misty cool morning light. I wanted good photographs of the sailboats and their reflections but the gates on the docks kept me from my angle of choice. Home again, I drew this all out and started painting. Unfortunately, my will was still focused on my original goal. I didn’t see, I didn’t adjust and after many hours, I gave up.
Over a year later I pulled it out and looked at it. No longer attached to the piece, I clearly saw that the aerial perspective (atmospheric qualities affecting distance) was out of whack. Focused now on what was there, I lightened the values of the palm trees (which had been overly important to me) and simplified details in the distant hotel and boats. This painting is not about the boats and the reflections – it is about that moment in time. Rescued by my memory, this painting of Marina Del Rey is very special.