
I've been laying pavement and building cars. I like the two cars with their headlights on because it suggests dawn and the beginning of a new day. In the white minivan is a women with a white knit cap in the passenger seat lit by the sun. I've found myself thinking a lot about the many cross country trips my family took while my Dad was in the Marines-- those long hours of staring out at the passing countryside and at the other travelers sealed off in their own worlds. As those other travelers floated by my window I use to always make up stories about them; who they were and where they were going. As I paint these cars I think about the travelers inside: perhaps in one is a family who drove through the night to get home, perhaps in another is a business man listening to the radio, or a woman lost in thought not even noticing that the sun just came up.
I'm currently deciding where to place other vehicles in the composition.