Monday, February 28, 2011

Anticipation

Anticipation
15 x 15
pastel on BFK


With the sound of the surf beckoning me, I stand at the top of the path and pause for just a moment. Wet salty air blows through my clothes and hair and I feel the reassurance that I am back.

The beach always does that to me.

About 30 more steps and I will be at the top of the dune, overlooking the grandeur of the Pacific Ocean. I will walk on the sand and feel my perspective shift in the solemn face of tide and vastness of water. I will write my troubles on the sand and watch as they are erased by rushing waves.

But for this moment, it is all about anticipation.


6 comments:

Suzanne said...

I hear the sounds of the waves from your story. They are perfectly heard at our favorite camp site,just a little too cold at night for some of us this time of year. Enjoy!

SamArtDog said...

If the object is to leave beauty behind us in all things, you're doing it right. Your posts are leaving me speechless, which is saying something.

Celeste Bergin said...

the Ocean always soothes...! great painting, and the music fits.

Sarah Bachhuber Peroutka said...

She thinks, she writes, she paints, she performs music... she is a thinking, feeling, doing individual and an inspiration!

Katherine van Schoonhoven said...

Suzanne: glad it brought up happy memories for you! Soon enough you'll be back at the beach for more walking and more painting and sketching!

Sam: you? Speechless? Seriously?

Celeste: thanks. Loved the acoustic version of the famous Simon song.

Sarah: aw shucks, ma'am, you're makin' me blush!

Kerri Settle said...

I adore the simplicity of your style. You captured the feel of that walk to reach the shore perfectly.