Artist notes: Going as far as I can uncomfortable go with sweeping large brushstrokes of colours that are faded by the sun and washed by the sea. Leaning way over into pure sensations, I am anchored by a figurative drop of ocean with a thin slice of horizon pressed lightly into place by a forgiving sky. I hear the crunch of barnacles on sandstone as it whispers expectantly to a gentle wave coming in on the outside of the reef. Getting as close and low as possible to the shells I keep one eye on the sea and the other on the sky. This is my first ‘drop in the ocean’ landscape that is smaller in visual scale than previous ‘landscapes of the small’ painting studies.