schipperstraat // ostende
a little teaser of things to come:
my first visit to ostende was in winter. in summer it's a busy, bustling town, so in the off-season it's rather quiet and unspoilt without the crowds.
eine kleine vorschau auf kommendes:
mein erster besuch in ostende fand im winter kurz nach dem jahreswechsel statt. im sommer eine volle, quirlige stadt, so ist sie in der nebensaison eher ruhig und ursprünglich, ohne gewimmel.
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Rockanje strand / beach by Janneke Booister
Via Flickr:
Watercolour on Arches grain Fin 300 g/m2.
Colours used are Cobalt Blue, Payne's Gray, Burnt Umber, Raw Umber, Raw Sienna, New Gamboge; all Winsor&Newton Professional.
My own reference.
Paper size 28 x 38 cm, available (Contact me)
Het verhaal van deze aquarel vndt u in mijn blog / The story of this watercolour can be found in my blog jannekesatelier.blogspot.com/
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A Storm of Heroes: Battle for the North Sea
Skiper D. Schröder was a man who kept his composure even in the stormiest waters of life. As the head of the German Society for the Rescue of Shipwrecked Persons (DGzRS), he had encountered enough treacherous situations to understand that the North Sea was not merely a picturesque backdrop for idyllic coastal towns, but also a relentless and unforgiving force capable of sealing the fate of sailors in seconds.
On this fateful day, Skiper Schröder had once again assumed his duties, without realizing that he was about to face one of the most challenging trials of his life. The news of the collision between the two cargo ships, "Polesie" and "Verity," in the German Bight had reached him at the DGzRS control center, and his brow furrowed deeply as he learned the dramatic details.
Conditions out there were relentless: waves reaching up to three meters, poor visibility, and gale force six winds. Skiper Schröder knew that his crews were in a nightmare. However, he also understood that they were trained and motivated to confront any challenge. These men and women were risking their lives to save others, and that drive compelled them, even in the most adverse conditions.
"Conditions are challenging," Christian S., the DGzRS spokesperson, said as he coordinated the crews on the rescue ships. "The sea is as fierce as a beast today."
A young rescue swimmer, Max, spoke to Skiper Schröder over the radio. "Skiper, we have visual contact with a life raft. There are survivors on it, struggling through the waves."
Skiper responded, "Hold on, Max. We're almost there. You are our hope."
The search for the shipwrecked had begun, and Skiper Schröder could sense the tension in the air. Rescue ships and helicopters combed the sea, while the sonar plane searched for signs of the missing seafarers. The crews on the life-saving ships were in constant communication, coordinating their efforts and keeping hope alive.
"We must find these men, Skiper," Petra, an experienced sea rescuer, said with a trembling tone in her voice. "We cannot fail."
Skiper placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and calmly stated, "We will find them, Petra. Do not give up."
Meanwhile, divers prepared to explore the sunken ship "Verity" in the depth of 30 meters. The chance that the missing crew members were trapped inside the ship's hull existed, but the conditions were exceedingly challenging. The frigid water temperature turned the rescue operation into a race against time.
"Divers, you are our last hope," Skiper Schröder declared to the men as they prepared for their perilous mission. "Bring our seafarers back safely."
The sun had long set, and a relieved call came over the radio. "Skiper, we've found them! They are alive!"
Skiper Schröder could hear the joy in the diver's voice, and a smile spread across his face. "Well done, men. You are heroes."
Ultimately, the missing seafarers inside the sunken cargo ship "Verity" were also located and rescued. They had been trapped in a small airshaft, waiting for a miracle. Their survival appeared to defy all odds.
When they were finally saved, relief was evident in their eyes. One of them, an older seafarer named Karl, with tears in his eyes, said, "You've saved our lives; I'll never forget you."
The sunrise the next morning marked the end of this dramatic rescue mission. The DGzRS crews had triumphed over the merciless North Sea and the forces of nature. Skiper D. Schröder could take pride in his team and their dedication.
The tragic collision of the cargo ships had transformed into a story of heroes. The rescue teams had turned the impossible into reality, and the missing seafarers had been saved. This was a triumph of human will over the forces of nature, a tale of courage, determination, and teamwork that would be etched into the annals of the DGzRS. Skiper D. Schröder knew that they were ready to confront any new challenge that the unforgiving sea might throw their way.
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