The third in the series, I’m happier with this one more than most. The more recent works loose track of the old distressed paint surfaces though there is more of the beach in them. The beach means so much to me– the mother of us all, the rhythm of the planet dwells in the tides and weather patterns of the seas - as it does to almost everyone who has spent time on Gaia’s shores. There is, I think, a pacing in the placement of shapes, lines of white and red spots, and floral elements in #3 that echoes the rhythm of the sea without it’s obvious presence.
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