Back in 2004 in January there was one of coldest winters in New York City. At that time I was a junior at college and we were on the winter break. Me and my friends organized a trip to the Big Island also called island of Hawaii, an adventure of a lifetime! We did not stay in the fancy resorts, neither some overpriced hotels...instead we camped on the beach! 10 of us had some the best times. Daily we would discover a new wow place in the furthermost point from the main continents in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Waking up with the singing of the colorful birds, for a few weeks the idea of Utopia did really exist not only on the pages of the book but in reality. I guess when for the first time you discover azure colors of the ocean, warmth in the air and aloha spirit, it's hard to get back to reality. First time being in the exotic places,one is in constant amusement. We went hiking in the rain forrest one day and met a native Hawaiian, who just killed a pig and was skinning it on the tree. The experience was if you just met Tarzan in real life. He was surprised to meet a group of young kids from New York, and said to say hello to the Big Apple from untouched forests in old Hawaii.
On a personal note, I was very inspired of the far land and its beautiful state and atmosphere. After I got back to NYC, the cold weather was still in control, I thought of the landscapes and the idea to return to the island one more time. And it did happen, and not only once.
This painting is my memory or translation of the first encounters with the majestic beauty of the Big Island.
Oil Painting on canvas, 30 x 40'
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