This was the first of the Santa Cruz Wharf paintings. The peekaboo of light through the wooden pylons gives it depth. The bright colors and repetition of form capture the excitement. This painting sings a happy carnival tune.
On a summer evening, there are always a few figures strolling along the shore. My goal was to capture the feeling of solitude; walking head down alone in the cool of the evening. In my reference photo is was hard to tell the humans from the reflections.
This painting started out as a quiet piece; a figure and their dog watching the sunset. Then out of nowhere a giant wave came rolling in. Try as I might, the two were swept out to sea and the waves not only swallowed the figures but the beach as well.
The sun was setting on the Santa Cruz Wharf after a Boardwalk beach concert. I walked along beach street in a musical trance.The wharf lights were starting to glow. I snapped a few photos with my iphone. Final Painting