"The business of art is rather to understand Nature and to reveal her meanings to those unable to understand. It is to convey the soul of a tree… The mission of art is to bring out the unfamiliar from the most familiar." –Khalil Gilbran
One of the places I love to visit regularly is Ruby Beach. I’ll usually check the tides, because I like going in the spring when I can view the sea life, starfish particularly, waiting patiently for the tide to come back in. The beach is always littered with interesting artifacts from the ocean. More than one artifact reminding us the power of those magnificent, yet often deadly, Pacific Ocean waves.
The first time we discovered this beach, we were taking a drive upstate on an Easter sunday, and as we were driving home after a very long day of exploration, near sunset, we discovered Ruby Beach, and were witness to an amazing burst of color across the ocean landscape. We vowed then to return, to explore more carefully. and since that time, we have done so again and again.
From a distance, a broader view of springtime Olympic Mountains. Morning again. I love that morning sunlight. Moody silver skies, snowy white mountaintops, angles, and shapes and curves, sunlight and shadow. A vista to take your breath away. That moment in time captured, like a breath caught suspended. And a remembrance of that one special moment.
Landscape, and the bigger picture. Broaden the view where light and shadow can alter the vista. The way the sunlight burnishes the roof of an old barn, with mountains in the distance. There is detail also in landscape and the way the light captures that detail. The lines and angles defined by the shine of morning sunlight. Glimpses of remaining remaining snow in early spring. Slanted roof, curves of mountains and trees, horizontal rows of readied land for spring planting. That sense of sleepy awakening.