Island Bound

2005

26" X 21"

Oil on Panel

SOLD

The second in this series of paintings from that island afternoon adventure
and what’s missing is the sound.

If you turned into the wind, which was robust that afternoon,
both ears would fill up with the roaring power of it.

But turn to the house
and it was almost still.
Except for the raspy clang of the rusting metal clasps
against the solid wooden mast.
And the swift swift swift
of the long sheets
absent their messangers.