Fauve Sails Painting

NIGHT waned and wasted, and the fading stars Died out like lamps that long survived a feast, And the moon, pale with watching, sank to rest Behind the cloud-piled ramparts of the main. Young, blooming Morn, crowned with her bridal wreath, Bent o’er her mirror clear, the faithful sea; And gazing on her loveliness therein, Blushed to the brows, till every imaged charm Flung roses on the bosom of the wave, Then, glancing heavenward, both, they blushed again, As sprang the Sun to claim his radiant bride; George Gordon McCrae “...the sea offers the only broad horizon, and the immense he saw now gave him a peculiar, an indescribable thrill. He felt suddenly elated. Though he did not know it, it was the first time that he had experienced, quite undeluted with foreign emotions, the sense of beauty.” ― W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage

Painting:Acrylic on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:15.7 W x 19.7 H x 0 D in

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