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'The sea in Turner's pictures is either flat calm or dangerous, roaring and tumbling across the canvas, at once frightening us and drawing us in. Here we think we can see in the distance a pier and a lighthouse, but with a storm rushing in from the right we can't be sure they'll be there much longer. This is definitely not the Margate of buckets and spades.
It is said that Turner first saw the sea at Margate when he was eleven; he often came to stay as a mature artist, not least perhaps because of his fondness for his landlady, Mrs. Booth.
Here, as we look, we can feel the spray and the buffeting wind, and marvel, as Turner did, at the surging patterns of the foam.'
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