I am lucky living so close to a wonderful beach which still seems to be a forgotten corner of England. Even in the high season it's never really packed here, despite of miles of broad sandy beaches.
The sea creates it's own unique artworks, every day, using wind, tides and waste, always fascinating me.
Aren't they striking? I'm planning a series of paintings based on pictures like this.
Intimidating, but I'll give it a go.