Beach

  • On the Dunes (Lady Shannon and Kitty) (ca. 1900-1910)

    On the Dunes (Lady Shannon and Kitty) (ca. 1900-1910)

    James Jebusa Shannon (American, 1862–1923)

    Two women stand on windswept dunes, their long skirts brushing the sand. One gazes toward the horizon while the other looks down, lost in thought. The sea breeze tangles their hair as sunlight washes over them, casting soft shadows across the sloping beach. A quiet moment, suspended between land and sky.

  • Sea at Połąga IV (1908)

    Sea at Połąga IV (1908)

    Leon Wyczółkowski (Polish, 1852–1936)

    Waves crash against the shore, their foam dissolving into wet sand. The horizon stretches, a muted line between sea and sky. No people, just the raw pulse of water meeting land—endless, restless. You can almost hear the wind pulling back for the next surge.

  • Malvarrosa

    Malvarrosa

    Joaquín Sorolla (Spanish, 1863–1923)

    Sunlight dances on wet sand as children splash in the shallows. The Mediterranean breeze carries laughter over turquoise waves, their white foam licking the shore. Striped bathing suits and wide-brimmed hats dot the beach like scattered confetti. Valencia’s coast pulses with life under a blinding noon sky.

  • Summer Evening on Skagen Beach, Portrait of the Artist’s Wife (1899)

    Summer Evening on Skagen Beach, Portrait of the Artist’s Wife (1899)

    Peder Severin Krøyer (Danish, unknown)

    Golden light spills across the shore as a woman stands barefoot in the sand, her white dress catching the breeze. The sea melts into twilight behind her, all soft blues and fading warmth. There’s a quiet here—the hush of waves, the cool touch of evening air on sun-warmed skin.

  • Summer evening on the beach at Skagen. The painter and his wife (1899)

    Summer evening on the beach at Skagen. The painter and his wife (1899)

    Peder Severin Krøyer (Danish, unknown)

    Golden light spills across wet sand as two figures walk hand in hand through the shallows, their long shadows stretching toward the water’s edge. The fading sun paints the sky in soft pinks and blues, mirroring the quiet rhythm of waves lapping at their feet.