An empty chair rests near the surf as the last light of summer settles over the New Jersey shoreline — the season not yet gone, but already beginning to let go.
Painted in oil on linen, the contrast between the motion of breaking waves and the stillness of the foreground gives this piece its quiet tension. The brushwork moves freely in the water and tightens at the horizon, letting the light do the work.
I painted Echoes of Summer after a late afternoon walk along the coast when the beach had emptied and the light turned gold. That particular stillness — full of memory and presence at the same time — is what I was chasing. I think it found its way into the painting.
This piece is for the collector who wants coastal art that feels lived-in rather than decorative. It belongs in a room where people slow down.
