Inside Holkham Bay, we anchored in 40' water and watched the fog roll in and out, the clouds sitting on and then lifting off the hills. I fell in love with the light and the softness of the values here.
I'll post again with some photos of this amazing place. Freshly calved icebergs from Dawes Glacier in Endicott Arm and South Sawyer Glacier in Tracy Arm floated nearby as they were pushed and pulled with the tides.
I've been thinking a lot about how paintings are different from photographs. People have argued a lot of positions on this subject and I am curious to hear your thoughts. I want my plein air paintings to describe not only what I saw but how I felt about it.