I’m sat here still thinking about the sea.
My mind has gone totally sea crazy.
Its drawing me in, and I cant get away from it. Just like in the 'Voyage of the Dawn Treder' when Lucy and Edmund are looking at a painting of the ocean, and suddenly find themselves drowning in its waters.
I started painting the sea on Wednesday, and the image of waves have just been overtaking my mind.
It’s not a calm sea, but a restless sea.
Waves changing, tides turning.
I’m not flowing forward with the surf, merely floating along in the swell.
This painting by Van Gogh has always fascinated me. And once again I am drawn back into the moving ripples of the water...
|Seascape at Saintes-Maries, Vincent Van Gogh, 1888|