The Marin Headlands, now a National Park, served as space for military preparation, where bunkers, batteries and metal arms still reside. War never came to the north of The Golden Gate Bridge.

Therefore, I decided to express the grace of the rolling hills in an abstract fashion instead, always under dense fog conditions. I wanted to visually provoke and transport. I wanted to depict that striking scene where the mountains create an ensemble with the ocean and dance in a serene and poetic Zen-like mannerism. I also wanted to create an emotion, a mental guidance to the peacefulness that the majestic Marin Headlands evoke while in their presence.