I think traveling so much at a young age had a big effect on me. I think as we grow, we populate our minds with the worlds we experience and imagine until we’ve created the central home of our spirit. I spent my childhood exploring jungles, crossing swelling, cobalt seas, and playing games with endless horizons. I came to populate my own spirit with these vast distances and alien worlds.

Today I had a magical rare day off where I had almost nothing I had to do and I was frozen with indecision. Then I realized what I really wanted to do, something I’ve dreamed of doing for a long time: Plein air painting!

If you’re like me, color is wildly intimidating. There are posts and videos everywhere explaining color theory, but it felt like a massive puzzle that I just couldn’t put together. So I tried what the great artists of the past did. I painted studies.