Splash of Schoodic - Oil on Canvas - 8 x 10
Whenever I want to see crashing waves on a rocky shore, I head to Schoodic Point. I never know if the splashes will be big or small but I’ve never been disappointed. On my first trip there, it was a perfect sunny day, but I was taken aback to witness the waves crashing with remarkable speed and force. It was in that moment that I fell in love with this enchanting stretch of the Maine coastline. Sometimes on other sunny days, the crashing waves transform into artistic formations with water droplets soaring in almost acrobatic shapes. Perhaps one day I will capture those moments on canvas; but for now, I present a typical splash of Schoodic.
Whenever I want to see crashing waves on a rocky shore, I head to Schoodic Point. I never know if the splashes will be big or small but I’ve never been disappointed. On my first trip there, it was a perfect sunny day, but I was taken aback to witness the waves crashing with remarkable speed and force. It was in that moment that I fell in love with this enchanting stretch of the Maine coastline. Sometimes on other sunny days, the crashing waves transform into artistic formations with water droplets soaring in almost acrobatic shapes. Perhaps one day I will capture those moments on canvas; but for now, I present a typical splash of Schoodic.
Whenever I want to see crashing waves on a rocky shore, I head to Schoodic Point. I never know if the splashes will be big or small but I’ve never been disappointed. On my first trip there, it was a perfect sunny day, but I was taken aback to witness the waves crashing with remarkable speed and force. It was in that moment that I fell in love with this enchanting stretch of the Maine coastline. Sometimes on other sunny days, the crashing waves transform into artistic formations with water droplets soaring in almost acrobatic shapes. Perhaps one day I will capture those moments on canvas; but for now, I present a typical splash of Schoodic.
