In 2008, Eric and I took a road trip around the country. We spent a few days driving up the Pacific Coast Highway and pulled over in Arcata for the night. The night we got in, we put our bags in the room and roamed around for a bit. We found a great little pizza joint and stopped at a gritty little pub to listen to a band that was playing. When we woke up, it was cold and draped in fog. There was a park in the center of town that was full of teenagers sleeping on benches and lining the walls of the businesses along the street.
Oil on Canvas 2013