I dreamed I was driving

The point of view from inside a car is one familiar to most of us. What’s out the windows sometimes strikes us as unreal, like a movie going by. I wanted to paint something in black & white, with some colour. The colours of the outside world intrigued me more than the black & white, which was a natural for the car. You see it but you don’t really see it unless you are looking at it. The car interior is peripheral. The windshield is a selective overlay of two photos, one of a friends son in Australia running down the path from a boys boarding school, the second looking out of an urban market in Mexico. The Mexican colours of turquoise and salmon dominate the exterior. The windshield is on an angle to emphasize the odd sensation of being in a car not knowing if you are traveling straight ahead, uphill, or town. The action is stopped in time, leaving an uncertainty of whether something has happened or will happen.