Such lush colors, such brewing atmosphere in this Erickson 'Visit Santa Monica' tin sign, in which cool Fifties surfer Donnie, owner of a wicked woody stares out across a late lazy afternoon ocean percolating with perfect waves, and yet he surveys it with the coolness only a California surfer can muster who knows he can turn around, steer his woody home, watch Walter Cronkite warning the world about killer bees, then return to a scene that hasn't changed a single bit. That's a lazy Santa Monica afternoon in the Fifties, to be remembered as the place that was just right, just perfect, just once forever... Hang it up. Wake up with that view, and get your butt in gear, because it's all gone too quickly. Immerse yourself in life, and watch little moments turn into history balancing on your own perfect wave. By the way, Donnie did go in, but only because Eddy would go...
Image reproduced on metal, ready to hang.
