Sunday, May 06, 2007

My Ocean turned into Night



I am so weird when it comes to the ocean. I LOVE the Ocean and the beach. I live only about 8 miles from one of the most beautiful beaches.
I love to stare out at that vast, breathtaking ocean. It gives me serenity yet makes me realize how small and vulnerable we all really are. I love the sound of the ocean. It gives me comfort and tranquility, yet the power of its roar is intimidating. I love when I feel a breeze with a slight spray of ocean mist sprinkle over me. It gives me chills and pleasure yet frightens me with its unpredictable energy. I would love to tell you how the depth of that ocean water makes me feel but here is where I am weird. I never go into that amazing ocean. I have put my feet in, reluctantly. Sometimes when baking for hours has gotten me to the point of possible sun stroke, I have wet my hands and rubbed my sandy burnt arms. I don't know why this salty water that has possible sharp objects, biting fish, other peoples urine and other unknown garbage bothers me SO much. I just can't put my body in there. I know how bizarre and wacky this is. I watch my family and other people have such enjoyment and I am happy for them. I don't think they are weird. I know I am the weird one. It's not just the fear of the above mentioned deterrents. I also can't swim and hate icy cold water. Give me a 4 foot chlorinated, heated pool and I am a happy dog paddler.
I tried to paint a picture of the ocean but it somehow emerged into a night time landscape.

9 comments:

Liza's Eyeview said...

For me, it's the current of the waves that intimidate me...

giggles said...

Beautiful artwork Lucy! I love the ocean and live about a 15 minute drive from one beach, and twenty five from another. I can’t imagine not living near an ocean. I love being near it, walking the beach, lying on the beach, but as I’ve aged I no longer swim in it. I prefer a lake or better yet a pool! Nice post, thanks for sharing your lovely artwork!

Hugs Sherrie

Remiman said...

Lucy,
Although I'm an avid kayaker, I prefer swimming in a pool. I live on a large river here in NY and on the Gulf coast of Fl. I can't imagine not living near the water; it satisfies so many needs both corporeal and spiritual.
rel

spider said...

Lucy,
EVERYTHING you said about the ocean is the way I feel, too. I can't swim either.

The ocean is so incredibly beautiful, yet so overwhelmingly powerful. I feel this most intensely when it's getting near dark. It's at that point that I'd rather head back to the boardwalk (when we're at Coney Island) as I get scared. Scared of what? I don't know, but I'm definitely scared.

Crafty Green Poet said...

I love the ocean but prefer not to be in it. I can't swim well enough.

Ally Bean said...

I love the ocean. I like to walk beside it and see it change my footprints in the sand. As for getting in it, I pick and choose my beaches carefully, so I understand your reluctance to be wholely enthusiastic about swimming in the ocean.

Jane said...

Gorgeous painting Lucy! When I was about 22, I nearly drowned in the Long Island Sound. It was very frightening for me to go near the ocean for years after that. However, I have come to LOVE being at the beach again. Taking in the sounds and smells. I still don't go in and swim but it feels like a slice of heaven to pull up a chair in the water and just breath :)

daisies said...

what a beautiful painting ...

:)

Frances said...

Lovely painting and post!
My husband thinks the ocean water is dirty too and won't swim in it. I myself am a devoted shore wader.
Thanks for sharing.
Take care,
Frances