Sailing Away Again

   “Sailing Away Again”       8” x 10”      Pastel       $75      © Sharon Lewis

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            I have a tendency to be drawn to certain images often depending on what’s going on in my life. When I’m feeling super busy, I’m often drawn to images of sailboats. Maybe this is a really obvious message that I’d like to sail away from the nonstop grading and frantic emails during final exams time?

No matter the reason,  I’m drawn to this peaceful scene, where someone is lucky enough to be out on the water on a gorgeous day with a beautiful blue sky and fluffy, colorful clouds. Ahhhhh.

            Happy Weekend!

 

Sailing Away

“Sailing Away”        11” x 14”       Pastel        $175     © Sharon Lewis

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            I enjoy my job but I have to admit, every fall, when faced with the barrage of meeting invites and organizational details, I want to be far away. I picture sailing away on a beautiful summer day like this, with blue skies overhead and cool breezes….and no meetings, no schedules, and the only thing to think about is what time the sun sets.

            Happy Weekend!

 

In the Lead

“In the Lead”                 Pastel             9” x 12”       $100       © Sharon Lewis
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It’s the crazy time of year again…when my students and my colleagues and I are stressed out with all of the end of semester work. This is quite possibly why I’ve been painting sailboats lately. They tend to remind me of one of my favorite poems, “Sea Fever” by John Masefield.

For all of my tired, hard-working friends and students, two stanzas from this poem:

I must down go to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

Happy Weekend!