In 1991, I was sent to the Yucatan. It was a curious and beautiful place, but I was never so alone. Frozen somewhere between child and adult, I had my first beer there. Milo, my guide, taught me to speak frankly. That was my only souvenir.
The board on which this piece is painted is heavy poster cardstock, found in Donald Mendocha’s basement after he passed away. He never got to see my paintings. The frame is refurbished, from the same era, and once housed an old photo by my grandfather.
Acrylic on gessoed board. Painted from a photo in studio, 2022.
16 × 22 in. / 40 × 56 cm.
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In 1991, I was sent to the Yucatan. It was a curious and beautiful place, but I was never so alone. Frozen somewhere between child and adult, I had my first beer there. Milo, my guide, taught me to speak frankly. That was my only souvenir.
The board on which this piece is painted is heavy poster cardstock, found in Donald Mendocha’s basement after he passed away. He never got to see my paintings. The frame is refurbished, from the same era, and once housed an old photo by my grandfather.
Acrylic on gessoed board. Painted from a photo in studio, 2022.
16 × 22 in. / 40 × 56 cm.
Shipping is free.
