Pelicans have always owned a place in my heart. Perhaps it is how unlikely they look, or the fact that they hang out in my favorite places. For all that I love them, though, I never thought of them as graceful until one golden afternoon in Carmel by the Sea. There I was, mesmerized by the WHUMP of the huge waves coming in, when a skein of pelicans soared in to land. Wingtip to wingtip they floated on the air, effortlessly adjusting to air currents and each other.
That moment lives on in my mind to this day, and inspires me. For this painting I wanted to give the viewer that sense of soaring freely out over the limitless water.