Seafood is never better than savoured by the sea. Either with a glass of white wine at an alfresco restaurant with the sound of the waves at close proximity or with a humble brown bag, torn open to reveal delicious deepfried fish and chips while keeping one's precarious perch on the steps of a splintered wooden boardwalk. The second option strictly to be eaten with one's hands of course, all the better to lick off the flaky coarse salt that remains after the meal has been devoured.Since traipsing to the beach is undoubtedly out of the question today, I shall have to make do. I find that gazing at this piece of art painted onto a natural birch panel is a perfect alternative. The choppy strokes and evocative deep blue transport you to the loveliest coast. All you need is your imagination.
Painting 'the youngest coast'