While I was down in Los Angeles I became a color fiend again. Everything was so dry and yellow. Been trying to decide if I want my sharks to be, well, shark covered, or if I want them to look more like this guy.
At Art Platform there was a lot more color than I expected. There were also a lot more naked super-models having horrible things done to them. But I know what's going to stick in my brain is the conjunction of the blue sky and the grey ocean and the white sand. The Diebenkorn strata of the hills. The overwhelming greens and pink of blooming gingers. Pomegranates crashing open on the sidewalk, bleeding purples.