The abundance of ocean art and surf paintings is proof of just how much inspiration the ocean gives.
I've just returned from Baja and although the surf Gods were not really stirring things up in my favor this trip, I left Mexico reminded, once again, of the power of Mother Ocean. Visually, there is nothing in comparison with looking out over the vastness of the ocean. There seems to be no end, and in comparison to the self centered, ego driven, social media heavy life that people in our culture gravitate toward, the ocean puts us humans in our place and makes us remember how small we really are.
Mother Ocean astounds me. Graceful, beautiful, and I am yet a twig in comparison to her power.
Mentally, the ocean seems to change my brain waves. My gerbil wheel of a thought process slows down when I'm ocean side allowing me to ponder more deeply and not be so reactive. Physically, the ocean lets me know that I am nothing in relation to even her "small surf", as seen by the mighty mouse of a wave that grabbed me under water, flipped me around 4 times, and injured my back on the last day we were there. (An hour later I was standing in a taco shack and salt water came pouring out my nose.) At times she beats me down, but in doing so I get stronger and stronger.
But I love her so. Even if she kicks my ass every now and then. She keeps me in check. She helps me remember what's important. She reminds me to be present in my life. And she encourages me to keep challenging myself even when I feel I've been beaten.
While my art is not as "surfcentric" as some, it is certainly influenced by the ebbing and flowing of the tides and the ever changing, yet somehow repetitive surface of the water.
Below are images of some of my very favorite ocean and surf inspired art.
These artists see Mother Ocean through the eyes of water dwellers. If they're anything like me, a piece of them feels like it's missing the longer they're away from the sea. Sand in my toes and water up my nose. Yeah. That's my happy place.
Wolfgang Bloch: Wolfgang's painting are moody, mysterious and alluring; reminiscent of the the beauty and danger of the ocean. Calming to look at yet uncomfortable in their darkness and distance, these paintings are the simultaneous trepidation and elation I experience sitting on my surf board on the edge of the ocean. So joyous to be on the water yet unsure about the world under my dangling feet and the white thunder that will inevitably come rushing towards shore.
: I get the sense that Ross has a true water soul. He must be an astrological water sign. His paintings give me the experience of being part of the ocean. When I look at Hammer Time
below, I can sense the muffled amplification that I experience when submerged under water. I can feel the wind currents that the Pelicans
are riding and the sense of anticipation when their wings are gliding just inches away from the surface of the ocean. When I look at Ross' art, I can feel my body begin to sway and relax as if I am part of the tide. His work also has a sense of history and a wisdom engrained throughout that may be attributed to his use of reclaimed wood.
: Heather's splashy ocean water colors manage to show the graceful adrenaline of waves and how they might feel underneath as on top. By combining dynamic abstract painting techniques along with realism, Heather gives me the experience of both peacefully riding the wave and wiping out, all in one look.
: David had a near drowning experience when he was 31 years old and has since dedicated his life to ocean art, and helping others change their perspective on life. When I look at his art, I see grace under the water and calm in the sky, yet I feel I'm looking at the moment when that serenity shifts. I'm almost waiting for the whale in Wind and Waves
to come breaching out of the dark blue of Fourth Watch
and with it, bursts of colors. He writes "wind and waves grew calm" but I see energy waiting to explode. It's true to the volatile nature of the ocean and coastal areas. Calm one moment, and a storm the next. I feel that in David's work.
: I want to live in Vicklandia. I want a brightly colored VW bus that runs on salt water and surf wax to pull up and take me away to lands where sleepy seagulls loiter on the beach and perfectly shaped barrels rush towards shore with the intensity of a Nerf wave. Where everyone can nose ride and Bill Wither's Lovely Day
plays on a loop. Joe's work just plain makes me smile and we can all use a little more of that these day, don't you think?
The drawing at top was done by me about 4 years ago. Just pencil on paper.
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