I was living in Maine in late October. The day was short and cold, and I was walking the two miles through town to get to the beach. The yards were full of leaves with big yellow mushrooms pushing up through them. I walked on to the beach which was deserted. The only thing there were piles of black sea weed and empty crab shells left by the seagulls. The wind blew salt and sand across my back. The sun was setting . It was getting late.
Archival giclee print.
Signed and labeled
Colors - black, brown, blue,green