A painting has to compete with the actual Pacific for your attention out here, which is a brutal thing to do to an artist and the exact reason the work on that bluff has to be good.
One weekend a year the ground above the Flower Fields becomes a gallery with no walls and no ceiling. Over a hundred and fifty juried artists from both sides of the border set up along the drive — painting, sculpture, glass, jewelry, photography, ceramics — and every piece is sold directly by the person who made it, so you get the story along with the object. This is not a craft fair. The jury is real.
KidsWalk runs alongside it with stations where children paint and build and sculpt without a screen anywhere in sight. Musicians rotate through both days. Food trucks hold the perimeter. Walking in costs nothing.
Whether you hold strong opinions about brushwork or you just like looking at beautiful things in a beautiful place, it is the same weekend for both of you.