"The earth revolves beneath my feet.
The sun circles over my head.
Star-light shines in my eye.
My heart is full."  -Roberto Quintana

My father's people were Basque, Spanish, and Apache.
Mestizo/Mexican ranchers, farmers, and miners
living close to the earth
in the central Chihuahua desert,
under big skies with vast horizons.

My mother's people were Scotch, Irish, and English.
Celtic/Anglo European farmers, ranchers, and merchants.
Settlers from the east.
They immigrated in covered-wagons,
across the great-plains
of the western prairies,
and settled
in the California desert of sage-mountains
and salt-lakes.

All my people are people of the earth:
Latino, Native, and Anglo.
The dispossessed: Basque and Irish immigrants.
The bold and restless: Scottish and Spanish explorers.
I am the roots of two great continents.
I am the savage and the orphaned child,
I am the conqueror searching for my lost soul,
and the conquered, rising from the ashes
in radiance, hope, and joy...
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"Throughout these many years of craft building,
I have always returned to the landscape for renewal and rest.
As my artistic sensitivity matures, I have come to realize
that the contours of the figure-study, the light in the still-life,
and the textures in an abstract-composition
​are all echoes of the landscape:
Coyotes calling in the dark-blue hills."  -Roberto Quintana

Some of my earliest memories are of the pungent smell
of eucalyptus trees in the dry river-washes of
the Coachella Valley and the loud, incessant,
​electric-buzzing of the locusts' humming...
thick in the hot, still, aromatic-air...
​the relentless heat of the afternoon sun
rising like shimmering waves off the red and ochre earth
​and the sage-scorched dunes.
I can remember the blanched-yellow sky of noon
​with the fire-ants scrambling for cover.
I remember the blazing red, magenta-orange light of the sunsets;
the purple-grey-green skies of dusk,
with the coyotes calling in the dark-blue hills;
and I can recall the silver-indigo cloak of night
reaching out beyond the Milky Way,
with the echo of a train's whistle floating far-off
across the lonely, timeless, dream of night.
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Double Oaks L-260

Double Oaks R-260

Double Oaks L-264

Double Oaks R-264

-Horizon: Vision

Horizon: Passion

Horizon: Discretion

Horizon: Clarity

Horizon: Judgement

Horizon: Focus

Horizon: Truth

Horizon: Illusion

Horizon: Vanity

Horizon: Simplicity

Horizon: Desire

Horizon: Charity

Horizon: Hope

Horizon: Knowledge

Horizon: Saint Gabriel

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Original Paintings (if available) may be purchased, 
$1,200.00 - $5,000.00
-or as marked-
(plus shipping and handling)

Original paintings may be commissioned,
​starting at $2,000.00
(plus shipping and handling)

All paintings are available as giclee' prints,
$600 -$2,400 
price, dependent on size.
(plus shipping and handling)
Printed on canvas with archival inks
​and a UV clear-coat
In Limited editions of 25, 
Signed and numbered by the Artist.
(Please contact the studio for details: e-mail)