It's Magical with a capitol M.
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Monday morning I pulled over on a high cliff where wild arugula clung perilously one hundred feet above the rocky surf. It was so... big. The sky, the sea, the mountains rising sharply behind, the enveloping scent of eucalyptus and salt. I wanted to photograph it for you, to try and explain what it feels like to stand on the very edge of the West and feel the infinite possibilities of breath but when I looked at the images later, they fell short. Kind of like trying to paint the full spectrum of a rainbow with a single tube of blue paint. You need to see it for yourself. I say this to plant the seed in your mind; write it on your bucket list: visit the wilds of Northern California.
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These dirty hands are my personal stamp of artistry, and pages upon pages of drawings tribute to the richness of the land. And chroma, oh the scope and mind-blowing possibilities of chroma. I am the kid in the candy shop. The one who did get that whiskey neat after all.
I should mention that this past weekend was officially a "research, development, collection and education" weekend. For that I have you wonderful friends to thank; this spring and summer has been my time to invest in myself. By that I mean taking business funds, ALL thanks to your gorgeous support, and reinvesting them in education and tool expansion. There is no way this would have been possible without you. And I want you to know I am endlessly grateful and that I will squander color, never hoard it. You have my promise.
~ Umber ~