The ocean is a mighty creature. I was standing on a questionable walkway below a steep cliff watching the water crash into the end the small island of Isla Mujeres off the coast of Cancun. It was both frightened and exhilarating. The power was palpable. Each wave was a new art form of power. I knew I had to paint this amazing view. This is one of a pair of paintings I did of that scene.
The ocean is a mighty creature. I was standing on a questionable walkway below a steep cliff watching the water crash into the end the small island of Isla Mujeres off the coast of Cancun. It was both frightened and exhilarating. The power was palpable. Each wave was a new art form of power. I knew I had to paint this amazing view. This is one of a pair of paintings I did of that scene.