...heading through the town of La Grande, Oregon. As we turn east, the sun's rays angle sharply against a lone Texaco station, setting the gas pumps ablaze in light. We drive underneath its towering red stars, the glory of a former republic, flanked by a regiment of telephone poles, whose shadows stretch across the roadway in staggered formation.
2010, Acrylic on wood panel, 24" x 28"
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