The Coin
Blues, purples, oranges, and reds paint the sky. The waves of the ocean bring in the tide while the moon brings in the evening. Besides the ocean, waves, and the wind, the beach is hauntingly silent. I am the only one crazy enough to be out here in this cutting chill. My hand moves over my canvas as I capture the tones of the sky that meet the horizon. Paint drips down my brush, to my fingers, then down my forearms as I focus on one minute detail. The waves have to be just right for me. I become a bit of a stickler for water details when I paint them.