On the shore of Knoydart the sun is held in the sweet embrace of the hill peaks. Dark stone rising from the the other side, designed with perfection, to catch the sun in it`s descent. The fleeting moments between night and day, light dances in the waves. The constant rhythmical ebb and flow of the tides, serves to remind us that nothing is static. The lungs rise and fall, and with each breath the picture changes.
Interpreted with brushstrokes so we can rest in the moment a little longer on the shore of Knoydart.
20X20 cm Acrylic and Pastel Pencil on paper
Framed 25X25cm
On the shore of Knoydart the sun is held in the sweet embrace of the hill peaks. Dark stone rising from the the other side, designed with perfection, to catch the sun in it`s descent. The fleeting moments between night and day, light dances in the waves. The constant rhythmical ebb and flow of the tides, serves to remind us that nothing is static. The lungs rise and fall, and with each breath the picture changes.
Interpreted with brushstrokes so we can rest in the moment a little longer on the shore of Knoydart.
20X20 cm Acrylic and Pastel Pencil on paper
Framed 25X25cm