This unique lighthouse in Rockland Maine requires a bit of walking or a boat to see it properly. I took the long walk on a rock jetty to get out to this small but interesting lighthouse which has no land around it. It sits perched like a bird on a nest, at the end of the pier in Rockland Harbor. This watercolor painting is my interpretation of the view.
"The Shrimp Boat" was inspired by a recent trip to Hilton Head. I had never before been to the beach and seen shrimp boats come in so close to the shore. They were definitely in the area where we had been swimming just a short time before. They coasted by and there were dozens of gulls and other sea birds trailing them. I am sure they were dropping bait or shrimp in their wake. It was a feast for the birds and a feast for my eyes! When I returned home I made this watercolor seascape of the scene.
The weather has been so dismal lately. Nothing but grayness and rain. It must be all these gray days making me think of summer. Yesterday I painted two watercolor seascapes. They took me back to lazy beach days, the sounds of the surf, seagulls and the smell of the salt air. In" The Lone Angler," I was actually focused on having lots of sky. I wanted a great big expanse with clouds. I love watching the sky and it is even more interesting at the beach, where it stretches on endlessly, then melts into the sea. The fisherman was added as a point of interest and to help balance out the overall composition.
This past fall I traveled once again to the beautiful state of Maine. No trip to Maine is complete without visiting a lighthouse or two. Naturally, this provided inspiration for some watercolor paintings. Marshall Point has a long board walk of sorts leading to it. Owl's head is a fairly small lighthouse but it is perched on a high hill, giving it the appearance of being half buried from behind.
This watercolor seascape was inspired by the many large sand dunes that could be found along my favorite seashore spots in South Jersey. Places like, Sea Isle, Stone Harbor and even the Long Beach Island beaches, are all places that I loved to visit, prior to hurricane Sandy. In these months following the storm I thought about how I loved walking over the dunes and catching that first glimpse of the ocean. The title comes from the first line of a poem by: Lillian B. Rose, which is how I feel when at the beach, like it is calling out to me. I hope that when the storm damage is repaired the dunes will return.
Julie K Smith
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