|Reference photo for "Crashing Waves"|
My teacher, John Murray, believes that a viewer can tell whether a painting was painted with joy and fun or with anguish and frustration. I absolutely agree with him. Sometimes I work on a painting to death and it shows. Maybe it's the complicated drawing or muddled value scheme. I work at it with a sheer determination, but without joy.
Not "Crashing Waves." I spent many hours staring at waves during my recent trip to Kauai. You can, of course, try to analyze the way waves are formed from the physics point of view, as my husband did. For me, it's the colors of the ocean, waves, their shadows, etc. that are spellbinding. I took many pictures; while going through them on computer screen, the above photo caught my eye. I loved the aquamarine sea, white foams, and dark, moss-covered rock. Look at the wonderful shadows of the rock!
Although I was still tired and didn't quite feel up to painting, the creative juice started pulsing through my artistc veins. I painted fast and furiously with joy. After the multi-colored rock and waves were laid down, I lathered thick white paint to mimic sea foam. What fun!