Light moves through the space dramatically. The sky is ominous, and the beach abandoned. The central focal point, the empty guard post, is analogous to uncertainty, vulnerability.
Morning light strikes warmth across the fields. The dew rises, creating a fog which feeds the clouds as the day begins. We rise as well, as much a part of this system as anything else.
Complex and scattered, this cubist-styled abstract hides secretive details amongst its subtle tones.