Familiar Rhythms Drift and Flow

Almost everyday for two years, I have gone out for a walk during the long lasting pandemic. I walk along river, lake or ocean shores, depending on where I am — in Ottawa (home for six months over winter) or in my home province of Prince Edward Island (six months over summer). Wherever I am, I am tightly tied to the familiar edges of space defined by water, shore and sky. This painting expresses the familiar rhythms of those places for me. Sand and snow, wind and clouds drift. Tides and rapids flow. My mind follows suit.

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