I was traveling north on CA Hwy 1...the surf was wild and the sun was out. I almost drove off the road. I was so moved by what I saw...a true force of nature. The surf was storm-driven and the sunshine was only a temporary condition. When I got to my destination, I ripped up the grocery bags I had with me to make sketches (probably the first time I did not have my trusty sketchbook) The explosion of surf as it pummeled the sea stacks seems to suggest entities. (I'm sure I'm not the first to see this apparition) At first I sketched figures because this has been my subject matter for a very long time. I finally gave up and admitted that was I saw (and felt) were horses pounding though the surf. So I'm following the muse right now to sculpt what I saw. it's a learning experience!