Here is where it all started – only some 50 km something long and between 3 to 10 km wide – the Island of Sylt
Sand – Wind and the Sea
No wonder that I always come back to paint – the sky – the water or the dunes.
First series was with longing and memories
Second series and maybe some more the same after that – a lot of experimental colors – red for wet and blue for the endlessness of it.
Buried in wet sand
This time it shapes up to be different again – seascapes –with abstraction of other happenings
A seascape with added meanings.
Danger in the sky
Seashore of my imagination
Sometimes it felt like living at the edge of the world, the ocean in front of me and in my back the endless sand dunes, but I miss it daily.
Where hope will never die
acrylic/canvas 38×38″ sold