Dreaming of the Caribbean
I can close my eyes and still remember the way the salty water, foamed and bubbled over the maze of rocks onto the shore. The transparent blue, so bespoke to the unique beauty of the Caribbean, is a color that has taken me years to capture. When I look at this painting, I am taken back to the beauty and tranquility of a beach that holds so many memories.
I can close my eyes and still remember the way the salty water, foamed and bubbled over the maze of rocks onto the shore. The transparent blue, so bespoke to the unique beauty of the Caribbean, is a color that has taken me years to capture. When I look at this painting, I am taken back to the beauty and tranquility of a beach that holds so many memories.
I can close my eyes and still remember the way the salty water, foamed and bubbled over the maze of rocks onto the shore. The transparent blue, so bespoke to the unique beauty of the Caribbean, is a color that has taken me years to capture. When I look at this painting, I am taken back to the beauty and tranquility of a beach that holds so many memories.
