This piece was juried for the Sooke Fine Arts Show 2022
A poem without words.
This piece invites the viewer to step quietly into the landscape — feet pressed into cold wet sand, hair lifted by the wind, listening to the low rhythm of waves returning again and again to the shore.
I’ve always been fascinated by driftwood and the stories it carries. Some pieces remain anchored exactly where the tide leaves them, while others are slowly drawn back into the sea. Each one bears the marks of storms, salt water, sunlight, and time — weathered gently beneath changing skies and endless tides.
While painting this work, I kept returning to the feeling of standing alone on the shoreline just before dusk, when the ocean becomes silver and the horizon almost disappears into the sky. There’s a quiet solitude in these moments, but never loneliness. Only stillness, movement, and the sense that nature is speaking softly through texture, light, and water.
Soft ultramarine blues meet warm tones of Van Dyke brown and burnt sienna, bringing warmth and depth to the weathered driftwood against the cool calm of the sea.
More than a landscape, this painting became a reflection on connection, memory, and the enduring relationship between ourselves and the ocean.
A love story. Ours and the sea.
Medium: Oil on gallery-wrapped canvas
Size: 16 x 40 inches
Depth: 1.5 inches
Orientation: Landscape
Wired and ready to hang
Unframed original artwork
A poem without words.
This piece invites the viewer to step quietly into the landscape — feet pressed into cold wet sand, hair lifted by the wind, listening to the low rhythm of waves returning again and again to the shore.
I’ve always been fascinated by driftwood and the stories it carries. Some pieces remain anchored exactly where the tide leaves them, while others are slowly drawn back into the sea. Each one bears the marks of storms, salt water, sunlight, and time — weathered gently beneath changing skies and endless tides.
While painting this work, I kept returning to the feeling of standing alone on the shoreline just before dusk, when the ocean becomes silver and the horizon almost disappears into the sky. There’s a quiet solitude in these moments, but never loneliness. Only stillness, movement, and the sense that nature is speaking softly through texture, light, and water.
Soft ultramarine blues meet warm tones of Van Dyke brown and burnt sienna, bringing warmth and depth to the weathered driftwood against the cool calm of the sea.
More than a landscape, this painting became a reflection on connection, memory, and the enduring relationship between ourselves and the ocean.
A love story. Ours and the sea.
Medium: Oil on gallery-wrapped canvas
Size: 16 x 40 inches
Depth: 1.5 inches
Orientation: Landscape
Wired and ready to hang
Unframed original artwork
This piece was juried for the Sooke Fine Arts Show 2022