On our last trip to Newport, my husband and I found a tiny little state park, not even big enough for a highway sign from 101 let alone our road atlas. It is a wave watchers paradise. Wet fireworks. We spent a happy hour there with out noticing either the time or how damp we were getting. This little part of the rocky headland didn’t produce such spectacular spray, but we were fascinated by the whirl pools the breakers kept forming against the rocks.
I began by masking the whites. Then I painted in the rocks in burnt sienna, phthalo blue, cobalt blue and a little raw sienna. The water is phthalo blue, burnt sienna, and raw sienna.