Acrylic on paper, 12″x16″

I lived for a time in the small village of Tesuque. I could walk out my door, head down an arroyo and find my way into the Tesuque hills where I could walk for hours. I would walk the hills, then drop down into an arroyo that would snake its way around the hills for miles. If I got lost, I would climb back up into the hills to see where I was since you can see everywhere.