Kelp Forest

The smell of the ocean. Sounds of gulls and the lapping of waves. And below the surface, the kelp forest swaying in the 'wind' of the watery world's ebb and flow.

This was my 5th piece. Visiting the ocean is like going home. It's smells and sounds, taste and feel is in my blood, yet I lived on Vancouver Island for only a year. That was all it took to steal my heart. Now in the prairies I just have those tantalizing memories, the sanctuary, of the smells of the coast.