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So I finally discovered the artist who creates those paintings you see displayed on the walls of Del Taco.

Stephen Morath.

His work was or is on display at Leslie Levy Fine Art  in Scottsdale, Arizona:  http://www.stephenmorath.com/

And currently, I'm in awe of his Where the Wild West Went Collection.







Vintage, cartoonish, bold, and reminiscent of Mexican muralists.
I actually had a debate with Adrian over a Macho Burrito combo.
He hates this style of art. He says that with the way his brain works, he can't help but focus on what's "wrong" in the picture. They're too "unrealistic" exaggerated, etc. Essentially what I love about Morath's work.

He has similar issues with two of my other favorite artists,

Hokusai


and

Toulouse Lautrec





When I look at this painting, I see a flash in the pan, blink and you'll miss it image of modern era Southwest. Of course those cars are too large for the road.


Sorry the images is so small.

It's caricature.



This is one of my favorites, titled Cold Morning in Indian Country.


It brings back vivid sensations of living in New Mexico, and my first winter after moving from sunny southern California.
I think it also reminds me of an old Peanuts cartoon.
A lonely road, rural setting, bursting with childish adventure.
Like Race for your life, Charlie Brown.
Or that these images remind me of picture books I read as a kid.
Or maybe it's because I grew up playing Sega Genesis video games like Sonic the Hedgehog and love bright graphics...
But mainly I love Latin American and Southwest-style art in general.

And in the process of finding these images I've discovered another artist

Sam Toft



I guess I can see a pattern developing in my tastes for art.

I miss the days when you didn't avoid fast food because you thought you were going to die of a morbid obesity/aggressive cancer combo.

*sigh* I used to have a passion for Del Taco.

And those little 99cent tacos from Jack in the Box.

Uhhhhhhhhhh, and this killer three for three deal where you can get a coke, a jr. bacon cheeseburger and a box of mini churros (or at least that's my favorite combination.)
Ooo! Especially when you squeeze some hot sauce on that Jr. bacon burger (or am I the only one who carries excess Taco Bell packets in my purse?)

And I'm actually excited that I'm excited that it looks like it's going to be an overcast day.
Cloudy days have always been my inspiration but we weren't on speaking terms over the winter. Because, you know, Reno has actual winters.

*And no, that double excited is not a typo.*

I also resent the fact that womens' clothing standards make most women look fatter than they really are.
Believe it or not, I actually look like I've dropped 15-20 pounds when I'm not wearing a real bra. 
I mean, literally, all the fat from my massive boobs gets squished up there under my chin so I look really husky when I'm wearing a really supportive brasier, i.e., you can actually see I have collar bones and that my shoulders are quite skinny when I let myself go a little saggy.

Suck it, Separation-and-Lift.

And let's not go on about the low-rise muffin top. It's cliche to even bring it up.