loose pigment, sand and shell in oil paint over acrylic layers on canvas, 80 x 70 cm

part of a new body of work I am making about Tentsmuir and Kinshaldy beach where I walk my dog once or twice a week, based on a poem I wrote almost 2 years ago (published in Tears in the Fence Literary journal Spring 2023).

lark song opening what happens with sand with shell the seams spread wide
stitches running
shape the entrance with flooded grasses and behind the quiet dark trees
the dark forest
the abandoned stations singing a judgement