I have recently been paying homage to my home city of Sacramento through abstract works representing “The Grid”, the Midtown/Downtown area of Sacramento, so named for it’s grid of numbered and lettered streets laid perpendicular to each other. Each painting from The Grid Collection captures something about Sacramento or something about my life since living on the Grid that is special to me. Of course, the meanings are relatively hidden in brightly colored shapes, and black and white dots and lines, but the titles hint at what they represent to me.
Sacramento also appears in The Adventures of Jenvy Fox, works in which my autobiography is starting to take shape in the form of a children’s style storybook for adults. Sacramento vaguely appears, in the background cities, most noticeably through the Tower Bridge and some prominent downtown buildings.
Then, a couple of nights ago, I had a dream. It was about a place that I had never been. I imagine it to be an old village on the rocky edge of a Mediterranean Sea. It was warm, and everything was in shades of pink and red as if it was tinted by a vivid sunset. I’ve never been to any place like this, or anywhere exciting really. It made me sad. I suppose, even if I can’t travel right now, I can at least dream. And I can paint my dreams to give them some existence in my tangible reality.
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