I came out to the desert for a few days while the weather is nice, not freezing or stormy. I wanted to have some time to be quiet and paint. Be in nature and listen to the silence. Connect to the desert and watch lizards sunning themselves while I paint on the side of the road. It’s been nice watching clouds pass overhead in the crystal-clear air. January is the best time to go to Death Valley and the surrounding area.
Today while painting I got the feeling that something was wrong, something wasn’t right, something bad had happened. When I found WiFi it flashed across my phone that Kobe Bryant, along with his daughter and others had died in a helicopter crash in Calabasas, California. Exactly three miles from my home and up the road from where my sons both attended middle school. A tragedy that really has no words and bothers me deeply.
Late this afternoon I went out in the wind to shoot photos and try to not think about what had just happened in my city. Alkali was blowing across the desert, making it look filmy and ethereal. It made me think about how fragile life is.
I think a good thing to remember while on the road of life is to always be cognizant of that fragility, appreciate the life you have right now. Don’t waste any of it on people, things and situations that make you unhappy, bring you down or make you feel bad. Life is much too short.