The California landscape as we know it today has to include the eucalyptus tree. They are everywhere. Imported from their native homeland of Australia in the 1850’s they were the answer to many entrepreneurial ideas. When you think about it they were ‘very California’ from the very beginning. Shipbuilders, furniture makers, ranchers, pharmaceutical makers and railroad companies all embraced their deep roots and believed they held a promise for prosperity. Somethings don’t pan out as planned or hoped. But an empty promise makes for artistic fodder.
The groves of ‘eucs’ seem to have given way to rows that act as wind breaks or boundary lines across the fields of crops in my neck of the woods. There are so many varieties. Some are stout, others are like a ballerina as their graceful sway gives way to the valley breezes. They have been the subject of many California Impressionist painters including Edgar Payne. So I decided to give it a try. I painted Boundaries, inspired by a few trees that grace the approach to my driveway. How lucky can I get?