16x20 in framed | oil sticks, markers on canvas
Growing up in Cape Town, the beaches had a particular rhythm. Surfboards lined up along the shore in every color you could imagine, a row of vivid vertical shapes against the light. That image never left me.
Shoreline Stripes does not try to recreate it. The colors are their own colors now, the marks their own marks. But the memory of that coastline is in there, the weight of each stripe, the breathing space between them, the gestural lines that move across the surface the way water moves across sand.
Hang it somewhere with good light. It will look different every hour of the day.
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16x20 in framed | oil sticks, markers on canvas
Growing up in Cape Town, the beaches had a particular rhythm. Surfboards lined up along the shore in every color you could imagine, a row of vivid vertical shapes against the light. That image never left me.
Shoreline Stripes does not try to recreate it. The colors are their own colors now, the marks their own marks. But the memory of that coastline is in there, the weight of each stripe, the breathing space between them, the gestural lines that move across the surface the way water moves across sand.
Hang it somewhere with good light. It will look different every hour of the day.
Free US Shipping | Fully Insured | Arrives ready to hang
