I saw this van back in late summer '08 in LA. To my surprise on April Fools Day '09 I'm walking through a parking lot in my home town (not that big of a population) about an hour & a half southeast of LA and there it is again, sitting in front of a grocery store...it tripped me out...I felt compelled to run over and leave a note or try to find the driver to find out what the heck they transport or whatever the story was about the painting, but I was working, I was responsible for 3 disabled adults who were in desperate need of lunch and about to walk into one of their favorite resturants. I wasn't about to try to drag them around looking for someone. So I saw the van again in a 10 second flash. It almost didn't register as real. I couldn't believe for a moment I was actually seeing it again, it was like someone transplanted it from one dimension of my life and placed it in another. So random. Unexpected. I supopse LA and north coutny San Diego aren't that far apart in the grand scheme of things...yet I still felt perplexed enough to ask myself "What was that about?" The van looked more colorful and bright, I could see the details better, though I was further away, and I realized just now that the last time I saw it (pictured above) it was an overcast, bleek day (though I love rain) and on this April Fools it was sunny and bright...a shift in perspective on life I suppose. It is springtime after all.