I'm back at the water's edge, the big water's edge, and I can't get enough of it.
One sunset this week was fuscia vivid, but I didn't have my camera with me to record it. So the next evening, even though cloudy, I stood out on the sand at 5:30 p.m. at the end of February, for some kind of sunset. Without the burst of color from the evening before, I was actually able to concentrate on the power of the sea, and on the power of design - layers, patterns, tonal variations - as if I could draw the scene with a pencil in my mind.
Pencil or pastel?
Saturday, February 25, 2012
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