Storm unfolds like the restless breath of a northern weather front sweeping across land and sea. The painting is dominated by shifting greys and muted blues, creating an atmosphere thick with approaching turbulence—air that trembles with salt, moisture, and movement. Across this brooding backdrop, bursts of ochre and deep gold break through like fragments of light struggling to hold their ground against the gathering darkness. Forms appear and dissolve within the haze: blurred silhouettes, fleeting motions, traces of structures swallowed by mist. These elements give the impression of a landscape caught mid-transformation, as though the storm is not only a force of weather but a force of change. The painterly textures—scratched, scraped, layered—echo the rawness of wind carving across open terrain, or waves crashing against coastal rock. Despite its intensity, Storm carries a quiet poetry rooted in Norwegian nature. It evokes the moment just before the full force of weather arrives—the electric stillness, the distant rumble, the way colors deepen and distort as the light bends through thickening air. The touches of gold and rust suggest resilience: the glint of sunlight pushing through clouds, or the warm earth beneath the storm’s shadow.