BEACH BUBBLES

RIPPLE AND SHADOW oil on linen 24 x 24" available

Tourmaline Beach is often stripped by sparkly black ripples (the children of wind or tide? Probably both.). My soap bubbles rode the wind, dragging their dark-ringed shadows along those ridgy zebra stripes, and gently settled into the tide line. There, they clung to the wet sand for a remarkably long time before exploding into showers of drops. But oh! Those rainbow shadows! Who knew something that transparent would make such a substantial shadow? The skin of soap that makes the airbag that is a bubble must be remarkably thick, despite its delicacy. Funny how much you see when you narrow your focus and take time. I love that. I learn so much from each painting; I learn to see it all over again. Here's looking at you, World. It's the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

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