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| Invitaton |
Acrylic on canvas, 11x14
In the summer, the waves often come in long, straight lines so close together that they seem to collapse at the beach on top of each other. As the sun rises to mid-morning, the light is behind the waves and paints the water as if it were lit from within by a green fire. The soft wind and the gentle waves offer their invitation to come and join them in the foam.

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