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Spring color by Ellen Paull
First sign of spring light in the sea by Ellen Paull
Already out by Ellen Paull
Deep tide pool by Ellen Paull
No worries by Ellen Paull
Gulls in winter by Ellen Paull
Tiny tree at Sea Angel by Ellen Paull
Cold day for a walk by Ellen Paull
The normal February glories by Ellen Paull
Snow on the beach 3 by Ellen Paull
M.L.King Day by Ellen Paull
Turbulence by Ellen Paull
Blizzard waves by Ellen Paull
Auditorium pavilion by Ellen Paull
Houses in a storm by Ellen Paull
Polar vortex evening light by Ellen Paull
January blue beach by Ellen Paull
Eeeek EeeeK Eeeek More please by Ellen Paull
An unquiet day at the beach by Ellen Paull
An Unquiet Winter Day by Ellen Paull
Lake with geese and thin ice by Ellen Paull
Winter Day by Ellen Paull
Remembrance of Things Past by Ellen Paull
Winter Evening Light 3 by Ellen Paull
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About Ellen Paull
I was born in Los Angeles and grew up mainly in Seattle, Washington, both seacoast cities. When I was nine I first heard of the issue “What will you be when you grow up?” As soon as I heard that one of the choices was “artist,” I knew yes, that was it. Perfect--I was already making art! I got a degree in painting from the University of Washington, Seattle, and went to study in New York. I went to the Art Students’ League and was a scholarship student at the National Academy School of Fine Arts.
Then life happened; I sold some paintings, and I did many different things. In 2003 I came to stay “for a while” at the Jersey shore. I went to the beach every day. I have always loved the ocean; I thought what a lovely idea it would be to paint it. I like to paint very realistically, and so I found that I really wanted the ocean to stand still for me, so I could see what it was doing, what that color was under the lightning-fast breaking curl, what shape, etc. I saw that I had two options: I could either be like an ancient Zen painter and ponder closely for 18 years, then go home and paint the ocean I had ‘become’ or? I got a camera and began taking pictures. The last time I counted I’d taken over 30,000 of them--and more since. In fact, they took on a life of their own for me, and I decided to post them here.
I made paintings, not very good ones to start. They were not very big and they took me many hours to make. I have become a bit better now, but I have discovered that I like taking a long time over a painting.
Thankfully, I have ceased to trouble myself over whether I am a great artist; it seems to me that an artist makes what it’s in her to make, and that is what matters and what gives joy. I may love Mozart, but it doesn’t mean I can write a symphony, even a bad one, so why should I agonize over my inadequacy before Leonardo and Monet? Perhaps what I make will give some joy to others, as it has to me—may it be so.