Waiting for the Waves is about attention—the small ceremony of standing at the edge and listening for the sea. Richard Wieth places a child at the tideline, legs wet with foam, eyes forward. Sunlight keys the palette high; brushwork stays lively to keep the water moving. There’s tenderness here without sentimentality, a calm acknowledgment that joy is often found in the pause before the next thing happens.
 
 
Paint handling ranges from thin, transparent color in the shadowed water to thicker, assertive whites where foam catches light. The horizon is simplified to a band of cool, letting the foreground carry most of the energy. Seen across a room, the composition reads clean and strong; up close, the surface reveals a thoughtful variety of marks.