This one’s the second piece in my Maritime series — and it’s anchored (pun intended) by that little pop of yellow right in the middle. The painting is titled Yellow Buoy because that’s exactly what it reminded me of: those bright floating markers that bob around in the sea, quietly doing their job, helping sailors find their way.
I love the contrast here — that bold yellow set against all the moody teal, grey, and flashes of hot pink. It’s like the buoy is holding its ground (or rather, its water) while the sea churns and shifts around it.
The lines and shapes kind of drift and loop, almost like currents — nothing’s fixed, but that buoy stays steady. It’s symbolic in a way — a reminder of how something small can be a guide in the middle of a lot of chaos.
This painting is playful, sure, but also has that sense of direction and purpose — just like a real yellow buoy out on the open water.
This one’s the second piece in my Maritime series — and it’s anchored (pun intended) by that little pop of yellow right in the middle. The painting is titled Yellow Buoy because that’s exactly what it reminded me of: those bright floating markers that bob around in the sea, quietly doing their job, helping sailors find their way.
I love the contrast here — that bold yellow set against all the moody teal, grey, and flashes of hot pink. It’s like the buoy is holding its ground (or rather, its water) while the sea churns and shifts around it.
The lines and shapes kind of drift and loop, almost like currents — nothing’s fixed, but that buoy stays steady. It’s symbolic in a way — a reminder of how something small can be a guide in the middle of a lot of chaos.
This painting is playful, sure, but also has that sense of direction and purpose — just like a real yellow buoy out on the open water.
