
I love how the waves wash in and out, erasing and revealing the mirror of the wet sand. This is the moment at sunrise when the first planes of the cliffs start to catch the eastern light.
Plein air lanscape paintings from Santa Barbara and beyond…
I love how the waves wash in and out, erasing and revealing the mirror of the wet sand. This is the moment at sunrise when the first planes of the cliffs start to catch the eastern light.