I was looking through my photo album from a fall trip to California that we took several years ago. It was an awesome trip to San Francisco, Yosemite and Monterey, Big Sur. I was in my 'photography' mode back then and it was all about waiting for the right light. This painting I did last night is based on one of those photos. In the early morning the Merced River which runs through Yosemite Valley is quiet and still which allows for wonderful reflections. This painting sums up my feelings about Yosemite....dark, mysterious and filled with a magical, mystical beauty.
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