There was a time when I spent a lot of time on the water in New England - sailing the coast from Rhode Island to Maine. I always loved the Maine coast because it presented itself as stately and strong and like nothing else all the way to Florida. I can still smell the difference in the air, like a crisply ironed shirt. And if I close my eyes I can feel the freshness and come alive with the promise of a new day.
 
6 by 6
Acrylic on panel