Emptiness. No filling. No contents. Nothing inside. No clutter. No nonsense. Filled with potential.
A white boat waits beside a weathered pier, wire lobster traps stacked high against a pale, hazy horizon. Developed in the studio in soft grays and rippled water, the scene takes on the hush of an Old Master's painting, a quiet harbor moment that invites stillness and reflection on the space between one task and the next.
