A seascape on an autumn day. A rough sea. Agitated by the wind it breaks on the rocks. It invades them with foam and salt but without roaring. It seems like a soul in search of quiet. It has the same movement. They are those states of restlessness that lead to crossing the day without noise, like that sea foam that silently retreats. Like that sky that elides the horizon and gets lost in the billows of the waves. I love the sea, I love its being a mirror of life, of my soul that I see reflected in the water every time I sit down to look at it, the sea.
Oil, Graphite
£1,074.42
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A seascape on an autumn day. A rough sea. Agitated by the wind it breaks on the rocks. It invades them with foam and salt but without roaring. It seems like a soul in search of quiet. It has the same movement. They are those states of restlessness that lead to crossing the day without noise, like that sea foam that silently retreats. Like that sky that elides the horizon and gets lost in the billows of the waves. I love the sea, I love its being a mirror of life, of my soul that I see reflected in the water every time I sit down to look at it, the sea.
Oil, Graphite
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