Medium: Watercolor & Ink on Paper
Size: 5x7”
Date: July 20, 2025
Location: Point Pinos, Pacific Grove, CA
Description:
Painted from the edge of the world where the light hesitated but didn’t leave, this sketch captures the quiet morning pause at Point Pinos, Pacific Grove, that moment between tide and thought. The rocks held their ground. The clouds folded inward. A soft yellow glow pressed through the fog, and I followed it with my brush. It’s a piece about steadiness in the face of mist, and the way the Pacific speaks when it doesn’t need to be loud.
Drawn with a loose hand and a warm coffee nearby, this plein air piece is a love letter to the wild edges, where nothing happens fast, but everything happens true.
Medium: Watercolor & Ink on Paper
Size: 5x7”
Date: July 20, 2025
Location: Point Pinos, Pacific Grove, CA
Description:
Painted from the edge of the world where the light hesitated but didn’t leave, this sketch captures the quiet morning pause at Point Pinos, Pacific Grove, that moment between tide and thought. The rocks held their ground. The clouds folded inward. A soft yellow glow pressed through the fog, and I followed it with my brush. It’s a piece about steadiness in the face of mist, and the way the Pacific speaks when it doesn’t need to be loud.
Drawn with a loose hand and a warm coffee nearby, this plein air piece is a love letter to the wild edges, where nothing happens fast, but everything happens true.
