This work is based on the poem by Henry Wordsworth 'The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls'
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveller hastens toward the town,
The tide rises, the tide falls,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Ready to hang.
87 x 97 cm
oil on board
Signed on the front
