Buick Riviera at Dusk on Ochre Trail

When I paint the Buick Riviera, I am not only painting a car. I am painting a memory of the open road, the kind we all carry somewhere inside us. In this piece, I placed the 1963–1965 Riviera on a dusty ochre trail just as the sun slips away. The left side of the sky burns with orange, yellow and cream, while the right side darkens into slate gray and deep blue, a stormy twilight that feels like a quiet warning.

I worked in thick impasto, laying the oil paint on in heavy, sweeping strokes. You can see every movement of my brush, and I wanted that energy to make the scene feel alive, almost in motion. The glossy navy-black body catches warm amber and gold along its lower panels and hood, while cool blue highlights trace the roofline, holding the sky in its reflection.

I lingered over the details that made this design timeless: the sweeping body lines, the wide chrome grille, the quad headlights, the gleaming chrome bumper and the steel wheels catching the last light. For me, this painting speaks of light and shadow living side by side. Perhaps you will find your own road in it.