Oct 08




Oil on canvas, 13″x21″ wide.

Artist Commentary: I spent Saturday on the edge of the Eastern Sea, north of the Great River, and nigh unto the woodlands of the Owls. Here the shores are peaceful; here are sands, and rocks and little pools of salt water, and seaweed, and the smell of the sea, and long miles of blue and emerald waves breaking upon the beach. I walked the long tide line until I came to a trail that led up from the sands. And from the rocks overlooking the bay, I could descry Galma across the waters, with her white beaches and wooded shores fading to crimsons and purples in the waning light.

I rested here while the sun set, and just ere the light failed, I heard the delicate clicking of hooves on stone. A faun, coming from the forest, was trotting toward the highest point of the rocks, and there he rested, watching the endless, breaking waves. Soon an owl circled down from the trees and joined him; both sat and breathed in the peace and calm of evening. The glimmers of the first moon of autumn, the Harvest Moon, began to show on the horizon, and soon she rose, grandly, flinging a gold and silver path down upon the waters. It beckoned us all, stretching from the sands below us to the very shores of Aslan’s Country, and I knew we all thought, as a single person, how we wished that we might walk that gilded highway this night….

13″x21″ wide signed and numbered prints – AVAILABLE! Please click here.

13″x21″ original oil painting – $1400.00 US plus shipping.

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