I'm amazed at how warm the colors colors at the beach can be on a chilly, winter morning. The wind blows in the sea-smoke and blankets the horizon with haze, but the bright sun makes even the cold sand look warm. The beach is almost empty, except for a few people who briefly cast their reflections on the sand as they pass.
When the winds of early summer blow from the ocean, the clouds roll in and the storms begin to rise. The old sand fence and the beach daisies hold their place, while the sea oats bend with the wind. Haiku for the day - "The wind brings the storm. "The sand fence and daisies hold, "but the sea oats bend." Painting is available on EBAY - click here.
This is a view of a bend in Pablo Creek where the creek widens and the banks have been cleared of debris by the recent rains. The slanting sunlight throws a spotlight on the tree on the edge of the water. Painting is available on EBAY - click here
As the first expression of summer's promise, the sea oats push their green blades and seed heads through the old growth and up through the winter-drifted sand to crown the dunes with their fresh spring glory.
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Following a winter storm, the clouds depart,the wind falls, and beach is bathed with bright sunlight. At high tide the waves break close to the shore. This painting will be available on EBAY - Click Here.
I was inspired by this view of a tidal stream at low tide. The foreground is in shadow from an unseen grove of oak trees to the left, but the middle ground and distance are in bright, hazy sunlight. The winter has chased almost all the green from the marsh grass, and the gold and copper colors seem to set the marsh alight. This study was done from memories and photographs, but I kept removing details until I reached the simple statement of color. I left enough detail to identify place and time, but my goal was "simplicity."