I painted the bits of this in my sketchbook last year and decided to turn it into a repeating pattern. I based the design on a visit I made to The Huntington with my sister, back when she was living in Los Angeles. It was a glorious Saturday in September and I could have stayed days instead of hours, poking through all the gardens and exhibits. We ate oodles of scones in the tea room. I remember being obsessed with the Bonsai. And when it was all done, we left happy and tired, blaring the radio as we barreled down the freeway. Whenever I hear T. Rex’s “Cosmic Dancer,” I still think of that day.