For anyone who has crossed the Drake Passage you know it can be an adventure.
While our northern return crossing yielded some big rollers, it was nothing like our southern crossing from Ushuaia, Argentina to the Antarctic continent. Wind gusts up to 120 mph created mountains of water up to 48 feet high. In a small 100 passenger ship we really felt the power of the ocean.
To capture the feeling of isolation the early sailors must have felt I am adding a lone albatross to the painting. The sky is a sickly storm yellow.
I've roughed in the water and will be using my blending brush to soften the look. The far background water is a mixture of the sky and the green water.
The water sections which have been painted are blended. White (titanium white and cadmium yellow deep) will be added later.