This work was triggered by the first line of the The Eagles song, Hotel California - On a dark desert highway cool wind in my hair, warm smell of Colitas rising up through the air. This took me on a journey in my mind from when I lived in Saudi Arabia and camping in the desert . The trip on the highway warm wind blowing in the window a sense of freedom and escape in a sometimes harsh and unforgiving place. The memory of the red and orange hues and the blue Hazy sky. Such incredible raw beauty that has left a lasting memory that felt so good to express in paint.