The Secret Is To Know When To Stop

Tom Cochrane
1991
A lone man pauses beside a rain-slick waterfront promenade curving toward glowing city towers. Storm waves crash beneath a fiery sunset as a smiling womans ghostly face emerges from the clouds. Deep blues, amber reflections, and expressive oil brushwork evoke bittersweet nostalgia within an ornate, guitar-inspired wooden frame.
A lone man pauses beside a rain-slick waterfront promenade curving toward glowing city towers. Storm waves crash beneath a fiery sunset as a smiling womans ghostly face emerges from the clouds. Deep blues, amber reflections, and expressive oil brushwork evoke bittersweet nostalgia within an ornate, guitar-inspired wooden frame.