Infinite Impermanence, 2020

The West coast blues turn soft, swaddling our newborn summer with hope and anticipation. I render a golden to twilight hour seascape just for the pure pleasure of moving paint across the canvas. We will remember this summer as the one we prepared more carefully than usual for the long winter ahead. We won’t be fooled by these soft blues and warm evenings. We understand the natural state of our infinite impermanence.

Cotton Park, Mayne Island, British Columbia.