Platform between realms

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One morning in late winter, I visited Lake Erie after an ice storm. The early sun was bright and beamed low in the sky. Floating ice chunks were melting out near the horizon, ice clung to every rock and shrub. Long icicles hung off the pier. The lake was calm and the colors were rich and deep. I walked to the end of the long pier. The sun was bright and the air was cold. I was surrounded by water and I was alone. I felt like I was at edge of the world. A moment that was both mysterious and transitory. In a few minutes the last ice chunks melted. I walked back down the length of the pier to return to land.

oil and cold wax medium on CANVAS
24” x 36” X 1.75”