Leslie Landers

There was no rain expected when I set up my painting gear. Then … it poured. In the end, when I finished this up at home, I worked to retain a sense of uncertainty and the moments just before the downpour.

When visiting Filoli, there are a number of specific vignettes that I look forward to seeing as the seasons and plantings change. I have loved seeing this walkway lined with tulips and terra cotta pots full of hyacinths. If I had to choose though it would be the scene I’ve captured here with a multitude of foxgloves in the raking light of a sunny afternoon in early summer.

There is a feeling of wonder standing on the edge of the Pacific … particularly in Big Sur. In this piece, I’m particularly drawn to the coastal rhythms and curves.

This painting is looking out from a sweet spot on the far western edge of Pacific Grove.

I painted this in early spring at Rancho Cañada del Oro Open Space Preserve and enjoyed trying to catch the feeling of the dappled light.

Each time I find myself in the Italian Garden of Villa Montalvo I overhear a conversation about a wedding. A wedding being planned. A wedding remembered. In any case, it’s a fitting conversation at the Temple of Love.