This is the faculty club/private club on the campus of the California Institute of Technology. It was painted on a crazy hot summer day from a place in the parking lot with a nice shady wall on which to sit. I had almost forgotten that I did some photographic cropping of the image, and eliminated approximately the bottom one-third of the painting which actually had a vertical orientation. The bottom consisted of shadows, which probably should have added some pleasing visual weight to the bottom of the painting, but I mucked up the painting of them. It is one of my better cropping jobs.
I'm still not sure about the palm trees. But I think the painting has kind of vintagey exotic look to it, and it isn't even too tortured by its drawing errors. I've been inside the Athenaeum a couple of times - once on a luncheon date with a graduate student, and once for a class reunion. Twentieth, perhaps. The Ath, it's called locally by insiders.
For a lot of money, I could become a supporter of Caltech and apply for membership at the Athenaeum. Then maybe I could sip tea or eat prime rib and possibly cast flirtatious looks at very smart old guys. Something to think about as I formulate my retirement plan and need some balance for my painting.