I started this painting on a walk through Golden Gate Park when I came across a pond that I had never noticed before. I’ve taken frequent walks through the park over the last 2 years and had walked around the left and to the right without seeing that just over the crest of a small hill there was a quiet and murky pond. Being able to spend time in the park is so valuable to me. It’s the place where I flesh out many of my thoughts about life while walking or stopping to watch and meditate. And this small painting is a memory of that time watching and thinking below the pine and cypress trees.