Valencia

Valencia

I had my first blood orange while riding a mule through a mountainous range in Valencia, Spain. I was 16-years-old, and I had no idea how the blood got in there, but I was fascinated with how beautiful the flesh of that orange was. Later that day I won a wine dancing contest against a bunch of Dutchmen.

  • 33 x 23
  • Acrylic, gauze
  • NFS