Paintings of Ocean Waves (or) The Lure of the Sea

The ocean always seemed mysterious to me. Growing up in the Midwest, the ocean is an enigma which only exists as a character in Victorian-era novels and every other sitcom on TV.  The brooding depths which nurtured the Great White Whale, and the backdrop for Jack, Janet and Krissy’s antics in sunny San Diego. It was where Sandy and Danny fell in love. And where Spicoli could be found right before ordering pizza to Mr. Hand’s class. 

My first time ever seeing the ocean was as a sophomore in high school, after moving to the Southwest. California is a weekend respite for many of us desert rats, and over the year of living here, I’ve come to enjoy the times when we can make it to the beach. A few years ago, we went out on a boat offshore for some tuna fishing and puking overboard. I instantly became smitten with the ocean. Even though she really wanted me to completely empty my body of any stomach contents, I fell in love. I couldn’t believe the many many many many hues of blue. Standing there, with the wind blowing through your hair, gulls yapping high over head, clouds floating more incredibly than any painting or photograph you could see, and all that energy and life beneath you. It’s magical. 

So I guess that’s what I find myself arbitrarily drawing shapes of waves - because somewhere in my brain I’m lost out at sea. Maybe because I’m a Leo, the ocean’s yin calms my fiery yang. Maybe because I live in the desert, the thought of a seemingly-endless body of water quenches my thirsty soul. The ocean is so amazing, that’s where Hawai’i decided to live! 

Here are some paintings inspired by the sea.

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