Boat in stormy seas

I admire the raw emotion of this painting : it feels alive, trembling with salt and thunder. The sea rises like a creature of muscle and fury, yet the boat endures, dark and resolute, a symbol of human tenacity. I love how the light from the lighthouse slices through the storm, not to dominate it, but to coexist : as if courage and chaos were learning to speak the same language. The birds, caught mid-flight, add a fragile grace to the tempest, like scattered notes in a symphony of wind. What moves me most is that balance between struggle and faith: a sense that survival is, in itself, a kind of poetry.