October on the Algarve coast feels like summer forgot to leave.
This one came from the same trip, the same stretch between Lagos and Carvoeiro. Smaller piece this time, painted quickly, straight from the shore while the boat still had that low afternoon light on it.
Flat water again. Barely any wind. The kind of stillness that makes you paint faster, not slower, in case it doesn’t last.
Watercolour on paper. One of a kind.
