Lately I've been thinking alot about time, and travelling, and time travelling. My children are growing up way to fast, and like the changing tide, I'm watching the young child disappear - to become something else, something more. My memories are so strong, but I'm watching the 'child' wash away. I have tried to capture in this painting, a child's sense of adventure. Longingly gazing out to see with her tiny vintage boat, and wishing for an adventure. The child is appearing to dissolve on the beach, as if, being washed away with the tide. Perhaps she has got her wish, and her adventure is about to begin. I am proud of this piece, and even though this story appears to be a little gloomy, I am in fact in awe of the young girl on the beach, and I'm excited to see what happens next......
I'm also inspired by the song lyrics "time runs wild, time runs free
Time runs wild like the child that's livin' inside of me" by artist Danny Wilde (1988)