Spring Art, “Castle Hill Light” Art Print
You paint a lighthouse, and perhaps without realizing it, you paint an object of reverence and romance for many art lovers….the lighthouse, beaming light through clouds and stormy seas to sailors threatened by high seas, wicked winds and currents, dark and foggy skies penetrated by sheets of driving rain…each sailor hoping against hope to make landfall, safely. This is what I carry around in my head…on the subject of lighthouses. Man-made objects of hope against the unfathomable sea.
Some years ago I painted on wooden shingles a series of lighthouses I read about…each one up and down the northeastern coast line. I was impressed to discover how beautiful these structures are, and how splendid are the settings, so often. You see here an image of Castle Hill Light, in Newport, Rhode Island. This painting, from which these prints are made, was done in acrylic paint at a small scale, 7″ x 5″….in a loose style I hoped might capture the unusual nature of each lighthouse.
Honestly now, have you ever bought an art print? With this post you are invited to take this opportunity to explore all sections of George Delany Art, prints of various visual themes: Instagrams, Photos, Drawings, Paintings and Americana Posters.
On this last Spring 2020 art blog post, I invite you to investigate GeorgeDelanyArt…try two neat features on my site: The first– WALL Review, a capability that visualizes your art selection in your specifications as seen in different settings; living room, bedroom, sitting room, conference room, these sorts of things, as referenced, above. Secondly, the Live Augmented Reality feature that allows you to see your chosen art work on YOUR wall…in your setting. Pretty exciting stuff.
This is my “business advice,” for the week– given the times, we are all lost at sea from time to time, moment to moment, are we not? What and where are the lighthouses in our lives we hold dear? What do we look for when the waves roll high and the winds begin to howl? When our ship founders, when our compasses can’t be counted on, when navigation gets tough, what kind of light do we hope and pray to see leading us to safety?