It’s one of those bright days that shift between rain and sunshine in an instant.
Clouds, water, wind and rain morph and we are staring, mesmerised by this spectacle with an uncertain outcome.
In this painting, as we look out from the western shore, the wind moves across the water and diffuses pockets of light that bounce off the ocean. Like stepping-stones, they guide our eye towards the far distance, past the island beaten by the successive weather fronts and past the curved horizon line.
There, we notice the falling veils of rain and the growing cumulus cloud.
We wonder, what’s beyond this?