Valley of the Sun

Valley of the Sun

Phoenix droned by with the heat blast of air from an open window and bright songs and innocent laughter and playful dramas of youth. The car was painted to match the mood of 1968 summer and daydreams on school room notebooks and drawings while I was stoned and fighting against war, although we were declaring war with every smoky breath we exhaled. The floor littered with seeds and broken promises and confused expectations and fantasies from television shows and old-fashioned ideologies and sweat and sand and, of course, the oils of flowers that drained into carpets and down pipes and rose again into the always present sun.
The sun prevailed at midnight, though it was not present. The sun laughed with harsh gusts at my pain. The sun appeared as powerful as God. The sun seemed to be following me through streets of cowboys and weathered wood facades and cacti and tumbleweeds and thorny women with beehive hair and maidens in short skirts with hair blowing and frizzy-haired pushers and hip hugger jeans with blue and green stripes and bleached curls on painted faces and musicians in tight pants and steaming hands and soft sandals on sand and the sun the sun the sun the sun grew hotter and hotter and hotter.
Until, suddenly I saw a moon. I put on a suede jacket that smelled like cigarettes. And I would move in time. Away from the sun. And grow older. And older. And colder. And colder.

acrylic on paper 15”x20”

Valley of the Sun belongs to the following groups:

Abstract Art, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, AW Welcome Center, The Healing Journey and Vibrant and Vivid Color Available for sale as

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