Aurora
There are moments when the sky canāt decide what the hell it wantsābright and golden one minute, brooding and grey the next. Aurora was born in one of those moments: early fall, early morning, rod in hand, beside my son on Vancouver Island.
It was the kind of quiet where time feels like itās running on a different clock. The sky above us was waging a full-blown war between warmth and weather, but the world below? Still. Perfect. Unbothered.
This piece is about that tension. That strange harmony where chaos and calm co-exist without needing to fight it out. Where the trees stay standing and the water doesnāt flinchāeven when the heavens canāt make up their mind.
Itās a memory wrapped in brushstrokes. A still frame from a moving day. Peace, not because everything was perfect, but because we were exactly where we were supposed to be.
Details
Technique:
Acrylic on canvas, 48ā x 48ā. Built in layered glazes and subtle textures, with palette knife detail anchoring the shoreline. Ochre and ultramarine blue push against each other, while the trees and reflections hold the line. Like all good memoriesābalanced, but barely.
Dimensions:
48″ x 48″
Date:
2021
