12x12 Silver Frame. Acrylic/ Gold Leaf/ Silver Leaf/ Canvas/ Resin

The two lane open cattle range freeway through the darkest parts of Nevada, aka the road to Area 51 is as wild as it sounds. I went on a random road trip up there. The open spaces stretched out for as far as the eye could see. To me - driving north into the nothing of Nevada has always held a weight to it. Darkness and depth that almost feels like when a wave picks you up in the ocean that is way bigger than anticipated. To me, the vast desert and the ocean have never felt very different. Kind of like two sisters from the same family that became polar opposites despite similarities. 

Driving down that road in the pitch black the stars were the brightest I had ever seen. I had never seen that many shooting stars. The other thing that was extremely surreal was the way there were, even fifty feet for 75 miles - four-foot metal sticks with a tennis ball-sized round white reflector on the top. It felt like the whole road was illuminated in this white light. Oh, and there were hundreds of cows because again it was an open range. 

It was all extremely surreal and if I had to re-create what the bending of the pitch black and wide-open light of the Nevada desert - this is it right here. With her undeniable sparkle, unpredictable movement and the color palette of dusk right before the pitch-black takes over here is the portrait of that experience. 

I really hope in the next life I get to be a cow that lives out on that open range, just eating grass and watching the stars.