Stolen By The Wind

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It was a windy day, and a foggy day, and a rainy day. I was standing at the end of the pier, one of my favourite downtown places in Victoria BC. The ocean swallows all of the downtown sounds. It sounds like the ocean, and it smells like wood docks, and it feels like standing on the ocean. I love windy days, and I love foggy days and I love rainy days. In Victoria we are very fond of golf umbrellas for everyday use. Did this one escape from its owner, in the way that umbrellas like to escape in a gust of wind? It was floating along in the harbour. It was exactly the colour of blue that I would expect a golf umbrella to be. An umbrella mystery on the ocean.

8×10″
Acrylic on canvas

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