The Ninth Wave by Ivan Aivazovsky, 1850
Sailors reckoned waves arrive in runs and the ninth one is the one that finishes you — supposedly that's where the name comes from. He was a navy painter by trade and, from what I've read, worked from memory in the studio rather than out in front of the water.
Erisava: Is that sky too pretty for what's happening under it?
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