I Am Sailing

by Viva Anderson

Title

I Am Sailing

Artist

Viva Anderson

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Painting - Plein Air Painting Abstract

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c ontest: 1st Place:::: Canvas Only Tranquility .................................
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Thank you , Admin, Thank you supporters :)))))))))))))))))))) VIVA

CONTEST : EQUAL 3rd, contest: Plein Air PAINTINGS.........................................................
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2nd Place, Abstract Wall Decor contest.Thank you Admin, Thank you, wonderful supporters, 🙏🤗♥️..VIVA

2ND place: YOUR THREE BEST PAINTINGS contest.......Thank You all for your support, :))))))))))V.

2nd PLACE;;;;;;;;;;
GREATEST OF ALL TIME ABSTRACT ARTWORK CONTEST ........

Thank you SO much Admin and wonderful supporters. I am amazed, !!, a 'first' for
me, ever. 1st and 2nd Place......I love youse all xoxoxo, TYTYTYTY, VIVA



I Am Sailing by Viva Anderson, abstract expressionism, minimalism art....Quote by Grantland Rice ::"It is not whether you win or lose, it is how you play the game."

I Am Sailing is my abstract expressionism plein air painting celebrating sailing races on Sydney Harbor, Australia. This is that moment when racing, when the competitors must 'round the mark' on the course,to qualify for the Finish. The pressure of racing is exhilarating.
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'hark, now hear the sailors cry,
smell the sea, and feel the sky
let your soul & spirit fly, INTO THE MYSTIC”...
― Van Morrison
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Sea Fever
By John Masefield

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.







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April 18th, 2016

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