Here's the making of my first big painting, painted in Bacalar, Mexico...
Ever famous sunrises in Bacalar... known for its shades of blues, so the rebel one grasps her red tinted heart-shaped glasses with imprints of that raving glare to portray an attempted memory of those sun rays... diffused and reflected in the still mirroresque plateau.
(In the real scene, there were more clouds, but what is real anyway?)
