I was poking back deep in the archives and found this gem, a small print from January 2010 called "Point Hope Light." It was explained in the archived post that the print was inspired by a poem about hope, and some allusion to a tough times in December 2009. Most of that, of course, is bunk.
What isn't bunk is that this particular print was a bit of a turning point for me. Until this time, I had been relying on photographs to create my prints; this print got me drawing and learning to trust my imagination. It was also the first print in which I got serious about color. At this point I'd been in my day job as a color mixer for about 18 months, and was just starting to "get it."
I love the reddish haze against the churning green water, and the texture of the foam created using the business end of a Philips head screwdriver. My favorite part was the tiny prick of light from the lighthouse. Barely visible, but still visible.
To this day, it remains in my top five favorite prints. Maybe damn close to #1. And, as is the custom, it seems to be universally despised. My wife hates it, and it has the distinction of getting NO views on my etsy site. Ah, critics.