I did some color studies of the one seascape. These are the two that the professor likes the most. Do you have a favorite? Now, I have to choose one for the final project.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
I'm on vacation this week. I found this shell on the beach this morning as the sun was rising. Pretty cool, huh?
So,I am trying to relax a bit. Of course, the poet, writer, and artist in me wants to keep "working." I'm not sure those arts constitute work.
Anyone who is an artist, writer, or armchair philosopher probably knows what I'm talking about. Walking along the beach isn't merely walking a long the beach. A walk along the beach becomes a haiku.. then a terzanelle about the tugging of the ocean at your feet.. then, wouldn't that scene make a cool oil painting.. then a fiction story emerges from wondering if the carefree appearance achieved by lying on the beach is a facade for dark secrets or turmoil. The water that washes away my footprints brings thoughts of how temporary our footprints are on this world.
So, what will become of all this? We shall see...