The island Harris has a deep meaning to me. It’s simply inevitable not be touched by the beauty of this ocean shaped island. The colors, the ocean, the rocks, the weather, the stillness, the storms, the light, the dark. A mirror of life without filter.
Appearently I am not the only one with this feeling about this place! There is even a word for it.
'Cianalas'
“A deep seated sense of belonging to the place where your roots lie. Normally attributed to the Outer Hebrides. There is no sadness or melancholy in cianalas, only the realisation of what is truly important in life.”
Mixed media oilpainting 30 x 25 cm
Build with layers of sand from the beach.
Painting is framed in blank wood and ready to hang!
