Tides Touch

The spring tide pushes in on the Northern Coast of our island home.  It’s tendrilled fingers creep their way out across the flat.  Life is carried in the azure waters, it has been the same way for eternity, there are no buildings, no man-made structure, no man………it is just the land and the touch of the tide.

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Oil on aluminium panel

signed on the front

ready to hang