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The sea paints an ever-changing portrait of itself in water colors. The images roll through your view finder or your eyes as you watch. Sometimes it is glassy silky smooth, syrupy, reflective. You get to paint the sky twice, once above, once reflected. Else, the surface is rippled and dappled with wavelets, like fish scales Then, with bigger waves the colors darken and the surface roughens to resemble blue rocks strewn. It's time to add flecks of white as wind flips the top off small waves, breaking them. The scene resembles a meadow with a dense flock of white butterflies on migration flitting over the ruffling surface. Now as the waves get bigger more texture and deeper blue hues are needed. More white is squeezed to paint the white-caps and white horses prancing on rolling hills. More skill is needs to show the depth of field for waves curling with tops flipped over and crashing down. Now, as the storm builds and winds howl the sky darkens to menacing. You now need to convey the rocking and rolling movement of the waves surging up and down, driving downwind purloined with foam. Then, later, only the huge breaking waves in the foreground are visible, the distant view obscured. The sky is menacing grey and black, the foreground frothy white with foam. The painter now transforms from painting seascapes to painting wild waves, curling up, the surf tumbling down and surging spray and foam. As dusk descends and darkness drops in, the sea packs up its paints and easel. Time to rest and slumber on seabed, until dawn heralds a new day, a new seascape of marine art to paint. So folks out there, come down in morn to the seashore, and watch the sea paint dynamic seascape self portraits. Bring your paints and easel. Join in. Its Free!

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