Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco

I am stunned. I’ve just seen something astonishingly beautiful and unexpected. I came upon a half-hidden trail overlooking the bay, and followed it down through a dense eucalyptus forest leading to a small beach. A fisherman there told me “few know about this place, but it’s like nothing else in the world.” As he spoke a dense fog lifted, and before me stood the majestic arch of the Golden Gate. Framed by that span, the whole sweep of the San Francisco skyline appeared – Coit Tower, the Bay Bridge, the downtown skyscrapers and all the other landmarks etched sharply against the brilliant reds and subtle mauves of the billowing sunset clouds.

As dusk fell, the lights of the city twinkled on, reflecting in the blue waters of the bay like some mythical enchanted kingdom. Then, to cap it all off, white sailboats danced into the harbor – mirroring the flight of gulls in their graceful motion. I said a grateful prayer for the vision and added please God, let me do this beauty justice in my art.

This was one of my biggest challenges to date trying to paint Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco, and it took me three years in the making as I worked trying to get all the angles right in this composition. To all of you who’ve awaited my new Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco painting, please know that I’ve worked hard to make this painting something very special. I can only hope you’ll feel that my prayer was answered.