Finally. After three days of looking at this piece it’s finally done and man, I think I outdid myself with my best work yet.

Painting the right skyscrape made this perfection! Choosing muted peach, with faded clouds of grey and purple tones to depict a dismal sky surely capturing the aftermath of a storm and demonstrating solitude and quiet for the surviving ship.

The lonely ship itself drifts slowly yet formidably into a cove, across the darkened, still choppy sea that pulls the boat into shore. The surrounding islands look desolate, showing only a few trees and the promised land.

My piece captures the mood of the aftermath and the pride of the gallant wooden ship. She’s still beautiful and plowing forward with wind in its 3 massive sails and masts, the smallest also tied in rope used to guide the chariot on course. It for sure depicts the hope and survivability that it ought.

It’s perhaps my most thoughtful work yet, conjuring a sense of loss and yet the promise of new life. I figure the piece is less about the ship and more about the journey through life through dark storms and into new beginnings, churned and triumphant as a result.