I have loved Winslow Homer since I first saw a reproduction of the "The Gulf Stream" when I was in high school. The fascination for the sea obviously affected him as it did me at a later time. The paintings bring back the smell of the salt marshes at Brielle, the sight of green water exploding over the bow in the Pacific and the vignettes of watermen unloading arsters in the middle of the morning at Herman Thompson's wharf at Grasonville, Maryland. It is not just painting; Smells, feels, emotions. It causes me to get light headed when I view them. Everything comes back with a rush. Glad I'm not driving when I view them.