This is part of a series of paintings of spaces between houses in San Francisco. As with this scene, many of the pictures are out of the Portola District, just west of Twin Peaks toward the ocean. My wife and I lived a combined 39 years in The City, and look forward to a return visit to Northern California soon.
I live on what they call the Connecticut Shoreline, near New Haven.
I've been painting a long time. Most of my focus over the years has been on nonobjective subject matter; this ongoing series of realist work, of light falling on houses, is a fairly recent pursuit, echoing an interest I had as a college student back in the 70s.