"Salt-Stained Chaos, Tides of Hilo Bay That Hold Me"

I wanted to portray longing—the ache of holding on, the fear of letting go. Blues fracture, whites crash, gold flickers like hope refusing to drown/disappear. The tide takes, but it also carries. In the midst of chaos, something steady remains. This is Hilo Bay. This is memory. This is survival.

24 x 30x 1.25