Where the Light Gets Through

This reminds me of those gray Northwest days when the sky opens up just enough to let a little warmth through. There’s still a dark stretch along the horizon, but that yellow and peach light changes the whole feeling of the painting. I can’t quite decide whether a storm is moving in or moving on, and I like that about it. With all that blue water below, it feels like somewhere you could stand for a while, take a breath, and not need to say much. The clouds are still there, but they’re not the only thing you notice.