In this series I explored how memory shapes our recall of places via the five senses. Sometimes vague and hidden in mysterious layers, sometimes vivid, sometimes clear and tactile, always waiting to be revisited.
The distant hum of a boat, its motor droning like an insect. It skims along the shoreline, moving slowly past lush tropical jungle. No rush, it's taking its time. I remember eating a mango, biting into its vivid orange flesh, the juice dripping down my arm. Everything here goes slowly - unhurried, meant to be savoured.
Piece measures 36" x 48" x 2" deep, painted on gallery canvas and comes ready to hang.
