In the painting of the Arcata Bottoms, 300 miles north of San Francisco, I love the cold light, the hills in the distance that grow the tallest trees in the world, the Sequoia Sempervirens. You’d never know those trees are there in the low coastal hills, while standing by the farms near the ocean. People often talk about the magical light of various places, Italy, Southern France, but for me the light of the sun, on the rare days... http://www.theartroomonline.net/search/label/Douglas%20Ferrin