Missing this water. I’ll stick in the photo of the real thing at the end so you can see I’m not making that colour up.
This isn’t finished (as is my norm) but I made a few hours on the weekend and I’m hungry to get back. What I really loved about working on this painting was that it was one of the very first times I felt like I was really looking at and seeing what was going on there, instead of painting what I thought was going on. I think I’m getting better at that but this time I really focused in and man, is water ever cool. What I thought was a big streak of white wave has all sorts of stuff going on in there.
So I want to get back and refine a bunch, go back into the far water and start exploring it more, and I’m also trying to think about how I make it my own. I want to refine and add some more delicate touches around the waves, and also make the distant water look more distant (I don’t want to think about how distant that water is! Sigh) but I want to figure out how to keep the energy of this rough stage too.
When I was looking at the real thing I couldn’t believe the colours. It was so loud there from the waves crashing, the air was so warm, and I had sand stuck all over me. My hair was wild with salt and sea water and about four shades lighter than usual. It was a good spot.
Boy did it feel good painting again.