Showing posts with label tides. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tides. Show all posts

Sunday, August 11, 2019

It's all about horizons

The horizon line -- the one that separates the earth from the sky is not real. It is not a real line that is.

The Playful Dunes: Clear Horizon, 2018 (24" x 24" canvas)
The Playful Dunes: Shifting Horizons, 2018 (12" x 16" canvas)
The Playful Dunes, a study, 2016 (15" x 11" paper)
We move towards it, and it retreats before our eyes. We capture it much the way we would capture the wind -- in the offing, always just about to happen.

Friday, June 22, 2018

Ebb Tide

Ebbing tidal current - on its way out - twice daily.

The Ebbing Tide, 2018 (canvas 11" x 14")
Tied to the moon.

Sunday, April 8, 2018

Storm Surge: an Interpretation

Storm Surge, 2002 (paper 11" x 15")
 Cold, windy and circling in the atmosphere, sweeping around fro the southwest to the northeast.
Storm Surge, 2004 (paper 11" x 15")
 A nor'easter with high tide.
Storm Surge, 2004 (canvas 20" x 24")
In retrospect it becomes clear.

Friday, August 26, 2016

Gulf Shore North Triptych

Identity and place -- a bay within a bay -- stretching out to the deep-water blue of the Gulf. The shore, the coast, the beach, the dunes and then the allure of the ocean beyond.

Acrylic on canvas (24 " x 70") (c) L.Mould
The Gulf meets the Island and plays.

Saturday, July 11, 2015

The Fluid Shore

Ebbing and flowing freely, the tides timed to the minute.
acrylic on paper (11" x 15")
Easy movement, easy style. Is there another kind of shore?

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Boreal Tidal Bore

Twice daily that tidal bore rolls back upstream in one wave, like swimming against the current. A phenomenon, it is metamorphic -- a major change.

2007 acrylic on canvas (20" x 24")
Disruptive -- twice a day!

Midsummer

 The summer solstice; it is the anticipation of the warmth of the earth, the beauty of a flowering world. It is a festival of brilliant ligh...