swimming under the sea is a magical thing. holding ones breath to float, immersed in the soft velvety waters, transports you into another realm of being. one with muted sound and subtle lines. one with dappled light and slow, heavy movement. there is a forced peace in that realm, a tranquility hidden from the noise and harsh nature of the land.
most of my childhood and teenage summers were spent at the beach. one of my favourite things to do when I was there was to dig deep into the face of waves and flip onto my back to watch those walls of energy roll over me. watching the blue tones change in the depths of water and the light stream through where the water was thinnest, made me indefinably happy. feeling the soft, wave-swept ripples in the seafloor with my hands was something else I loved to do.
having just spent a weeks holiday in Fiji, where I swam for several hours each day, reminded me of how much I enjoy being inside and under that great mass of water. watching the fractured light wobble and dance over my skin and being washed by the same ebb and flow of the brightly coloured fish below me was beautiful. it was restorative and life giving.
it also confirmed for me my decision to try to represent that great sea in my artwork for VITAL (#vital2014). artist’s were encouraged to respond to or address the word VITAL and what it means for them. I was immediately drawn to the idea of somehow creating an underwater scene in a piece of glass.
so, I’ve tried.
*3rd and final piece, with ‘failures’ and all.