Vida del Sol
“Vida del Sol” Oil on canvas, 30x40
The sun life. Respect. We burn until we change color, a darker brown. We harvest fire, until it turns a darker red. In a land were pain is a flavor the sacrifice is always worth the endeavor. From Hatch to Chimayo, generación to generation, green or red, we always sacrifice for what we love. It is life, la Vida del Sol. Curse the goat heads, praise the Chile, the glove picks both without words.
“Vida del Sol” Oil on canvas, 30x40
The sun life. Respect. We burn until we change color, a darker brown. We harvest fire, until it turns a darker red. In a land were pain is a flavor the sacrifice is always worth the endeavor. From Hatch to Chimayo, generación to generation, green or red, we always sacrifice for what we love. It is life, la Vida del Sol. Curse the goat heads, praise the Chile, the glove picks both without words.
“Vida del Sol” Oil on canvas, 30x40
The sun life. Respect. We burn until we change color, a darker brown. We harvest fire, until it turns a darker red. In a land were pain is a flavor the sacrifice is always worth the endeavor. From Hatch to Chimayo, generación to generation, green or red, we always sacrifice for what we love. It is life, la Vida del Sol. Curse the goat heads, praise the Chile, the glove picks both without words.