Can you feel the calm clear salty air, smell a whiff of sea-weed, as you're going down to the little boat to row out and fish in the magic bright night of the midnight sun above the arctic circle?
That's what I thought of when painting this. I wouldn't actually fish, I'd sit in the boat, letting it rock me very gently, and think of the beauty of the world, until it lulled my thoughts into nothing, and I'd just be.
My thanks to
Merethe Torbergsen, who provided the reference photo I used as inspiration for this painting, which I painted while remembering being rowed out by my grandfather, a long time ago, in a place like this in another part of the north.
A larger version of the painting is found
here.
