I'm sipping on a glass of red wine while writing this, remembering when I was in White Rock a couple of days ago. I was dropping off a few new works at Jenkins Showler Gallery on Johnston Street.
The evening sky was full of dynamic, expressive clouds waving across the ocean to their new destination somewhere else in the world.
An artist had spent several hours, I'm sure, on balancing these rocks - they were the audience for the setting sun.
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