Los Angeles River Center


Los Angeles River Center by at Hartselle Fine Arts Center. Hurry! Limited time offer. Offer valid only while supplies last. I like how the mallard ducklings goofy and weak waddle up the cement incline then slide into this runoff of lawn sprinklers and car washes and how the great blue heron seems to be teleported here from the Jurassic to look for extinct species of fish but mostly I like the way the little birds fly in and out of the barbed wire with only a smear of water to keep them singing. I sing of a River dammed, dumped, pumped and diverted; I sing of a River they almost murdered. I sing of a River the people


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I like how the mallard ducklings goofy and weak waddle up the cement incline then slide into this runoff of lawn sprinklers and car washes and how the great blue heron seems to be teleported here from the Jurassic to look for extinct species of fish but mostly I like the way the little birds fly in and out of the barbed wire with only a smear of water to keep them singing. I sing of a River dammed, dumped, pumped and diverted; I sing of a River they almost murdered. I sing of a River the people forgot, I sing of a River that flows from the rocks… I sing of a River rushing from Mountain slopes, snowmelt below Mt. Wilson, the mouth of the Arroyo. I sing of a River where the shifting bottom of soft sedimentary sandstones and clay mixes with gravel washed from seasonal runoff. I sing of a River less celebrated than world waters, still powerful enough to wash away a village. I sing of a River that switched beds, underground moisture in the watershed. I sing of a River where much of the water never reached the sea â€" forming marshes, lagoons and mud flats. I sing of a River with a huge underground reservoir beneath the San Fernando Valley, I sing of the River that built this city. I sing of a River that provided life for the Tongva Tribe. Later to be called Gabrielinos, they lived amidst the willows, edible berries and sycamore trees. I sing of a River where steelhead were hunted by grizzlies. I sing of a River with an archipelago of birds, insects and tiny green particles, foam bubbles, towering power lines, cottonwood trees, tadpoles and morning frogs. I sing of a River where pelicanâ€s songs echo off canyon walls. I sing of a River unknown to many, perhaps first seen in Grease or The Terminator, I sing of a River thatâ€s always been here. I sing of a River with tributaries, like the Rio Hondo. I sing of a River with a confluence in the Arroyo Seco. I...

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Category:
Watercolor Paintings
Artist:
Daniel Clarke
Media:
Watercolor
Item Size:
12 x 18 x 0 inches

 


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