“Those who live by the sea can hardly form a single thought of which the sea would not be part.” 

― Hermann Broch

I have been working nonstop, 24/7 as it’s said, for the last two months putting my heart and soul into a collection of paintings for a solo show. I’ve been lucky enough to have solo shows at galleries before but this one is different.

This one is a love letter to the place I now call home.

That in itself seems a strange thing to say, because I have always called it home. Although I have lived other places, and spent more years away than the years I have spent here.

But I grew up here. My very being was formed here. This place left it’s imprint on my soul from birth. My senses have always been attuned to this coast.

During my time spent away, I could still smell the ocean and the tangy marsh. Feel the warm humid breeze on my face. Hear the waves lapping, the cicadas, the call of the birds. Taste the salt that pervades every little thing here. I saw the expanse of marsh, the rolling waves, the fog settling like a blanket upon the beach, the sun lighting up Spanish moss like tinsel on the oaks, vines and wildflowers climbing up and around the palms like a living growing garland. I’ve carried all of this in my mind and my heart and soul for my whole life.

That is what I have tried to capture in paint for this show…. The essence of this place and the reverence and the love I have for it.

In the coming days, I will be writing about all of the paintings that I have been working on. I want to tell you about them. What inspired them. My memories and my dreams. I hope you will follow along.