How lucky am I to have just spent 6 days in Ucluelet with my lovely wife and hilarious dog. The west coast of Vancouver Island is nothing short of magical. The forest is weathered and wise, the sea is healthy and alive. Walking in the forest, surfing the waves, eating the fish quickly led to a euphoric state of being. To sit on the coast under an umbrella and siphon my experience of being there through a paint brush was profound.
Here is the resulting painting of that expereince, a photo of my setup on the Pacific Trail, and a sign I found in the aquarium that so eloquently articulated my feelings of being there.