Buntarahir Bay was my favorite spot to explore with pencil and paint. Every day, every moment - a different season, a different challenge. The hunt was to capture those moments.

Buntarahir Bay, Winter  (poem)

smacked by the pungent smell of salt and sea, senses are on full alert, everyday, every moment – a different season moody, exhilarating, aggressive, sullen, stormy

calm, soft, meditative, mellow tide shifts, rocks emerge, light shifts, rain pounds

soft and hard edges, texture and weight, blackwing pencil scurries across the paper, hands freezing

stay in the moment

- Christie Taylor