Whoah, it was officially 106 degrees in Los Gatos yesterday, and today the thermometer in the shade on our deck reads 114. I’ve lived here 20 years and don’t recall it ever being that hot before. I really think our globe is warming. Here’s a picture of the ocean eating away the land (with a dog in the foreground). I love the light through the wave.
Sylvia and I escaped the heat on the bluffs in Daventport yesterday, and I tried another acrylic “en plein air” painting.
On the theme of global warming, in the past year I’ve enountered two friends who are Global Warning Deniers. In both cases, they’d taken their ammunition from the recent novel “State of Fear” by sci-thriller author Michael Crichton. In both cases my friends were bright people with little formal education; they read a lot, and as they enjoy Chrichton’s work, they assume it’s true.
Some have suggested that, by doing the leg-work for oil companies Crichton is at committing a crime against humanity. It’s hard to understand why he’d do this. Is that, given entre to the super rich by his past successes, he wishes to fully ingratiate himself? Does he think he’s being daringly contrarian? Or maybe he resents scientists — although you’d think that with all the money he’s made he could let go of his resentments. Or maybe he just needed an idea for a novel…
I guess I’ll actually go see that new Al Gore movie “An Invconvenient Truth.” Least I can do. Well, really what I prefer to do is go to the beach and paint while we can still move around.
This time the picture came out pretty well.