Monday, February 27, 2012
The Edge of the World
A rocky coastline provides constant inspiration with endless changes of light and wave states. Like many people, I love seeing the ocean at its wildest. Those large crashing waves hitting the rocks, sending salt spray into the air. And the sound. I think the sound of a huge surf clattering the pebbles as it drags them back down into the sea is so wonderful.
When I lived in Pouch Cove, I had a house at the edge of the sea. This is where the inspiration for this painting arose. At night during wild storms, I could feel the rhythmic 'thud' over and over vibrating the house as the waves made contact with the shore. To some it was frightening. To me, comforting. It felt like being alive, being part of the sea at the edge of the world.
This pastel is 6 x9 on sanded paper. And a little clip of the ocean in Middle Cove after a storm.