Looking Toward Malibu

      Just beyond the northern tip of Malibu, the coast is shaped by rocky jetties that plunge into the ocean. Small beaches have formed between these rock formations, their size depending on the chances of the tide.

       This past Friday was a spectacular day as Marian Fortunati and I drove to Leo Carrillo to paint. Parking on the road, we walked to the cliff overlook. The lone lifeguard stand was the only sign of man. The colors of the ocean where a lovely contrast to the rocks and the sky had wispy clouds on the horizon.

       I painted the receding mountains along the horizon as their softer color faded into the distance. The closer rocks were hit with the waves of high tide. The ocean was the last area to be painted but I took my time with the wave formations.

       It was a great day of painting and the only mishap was when the seagulls stole Marian's sandwich right out of her bag. We watched as they ate it on the beach below.