Atardecer Rosa

I've watched the sun set over San Miguel hundreds of times from different rooftops and hillsides. Each one is different. This particular evening the sky went pink and lavender all at once, and La Parroquia turned almost red against it.

I wasn't trying to document the city — I wanted to paint what it feels like to stand there and not want to leave. The color does that work. The strokes do the rest.