The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. —Marcel Proust
I was so taken by the landscape surrounding Mont Saint Michel, especially the flatness of it all. Here I am standing a few levels above the sea-level entrance while the tide was out and away from the island. The view—overlooking rust-streaked roofs—has a bit of muddy sandbar and miles of pancake-flat land striped by rows of narrow trees.
Most of the area is farmland with a unique growing climate that is affected by huge bay tides. It is said that salt marsh lamb, the local livestock, graze in the marshes and are prized for their particular flavor. I can’t attest to that, but I did discover the soft light and subtle sky that gave me a reason to paint the distances near and far in this composition. Fascinating challenges to help me remember the wonder of the place that I am so glad to have seen.
Arches cold press, 300 lb, 14.25″ x 21.5″