Floating around the harbour in winter, our harbours are mysterious places! All the boats are 'asleep' for the winter awaiting the coming sunshine and warmth of spring to burst forth. In their slumber their often spooky reflections tell tales of oceans passed and voyages made.
"Seven Decades of Dorset: Where Ancient Coast Meets Living Art"
On and off for 75 years, I have walked the same Dorset shores, watched the same ancient light dance across Jurassic cliffs, felt the same wild weather that has shaped this coast for millennia. My abstract expressionistic paintings..
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