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Crystal Rollers
Painted in high summer, quite a few years ago. When the water is gin-clear and tall waves are coming in to break with a tumble close to the shore, the sea takes on such a glassy look, in each luminous moment before that crashing collapse turns all to snow-bright foam. The sound is distinct at such a time, too: especially crisp, it seems, carrying well inland on the breeze.
Oil on canvas
Private collection