Pile Up
Cluster of fragments Broken shells and colored sand Create new beauty. I find this cluster, this photo, almost meditative.
Monthly Archives: October 2013
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Fall winds and tides are frequent these days. It seems that all the most recent photos that I have taken show the tangled, windswept beach. I find it much more difficult to find good shots in these conditions. First, it … Continue reading
Three
Even the strangest of objects cannot overshadow the perfection of the mussel/sand hole arrangement on the left side of this photo. Quite an unusual array of conjoined objects in the forefront, though. I loved the juxtaposition of the ordered miniature … Continue reading
The Crown
Unknown object. Center was hard, not malleable, and attached to the thinner plastic points. It had obviously been in the ocean for a long, long time. Lovely and mysterious, but it did not belong there.
The Ocean’s Kiss
A moon jellyfish, shredded by the fury of the waves, left a piece of itself on the beach to be discovered. By me. It was gone with the next wave.
A Gift from the Sea, for Me
I love the beach. Just week away from the anniversary of Superstorm Sandy, I remember the ocean’s destructive power and fury. But I really still love being beside it most of the time! Rarely do I bring home something that … Continue reading
Fallen Flotsam
This weekend our local beach, normally fairly clean, was a jumble of discarded water bottle lids, bits of fabric, old sand toys, and pieces of boardwalk (from Hurricane Sandy). It was startling (eye-opening?) to see the amount of trash that … Continue reading
So Very Green
A beach full of sea lettuce. Brilliant green against the generally monochrome tide line. The simplicity of this arrangement with the lost gull feathers and crab carapace is gentle, yet strikingly strong.
The Creeping Sea
The foam is impossibly thick after a storm, blowing across the beach in huge pieces. Creeping up upon unsuspecting sea creatures.
No Rhythm
Sometimes there is no arrangement, or pattern. Sometimes there is no balance or perspective to a scene. Sometimes there is no rhythm. And there is beauty there, too.
Tide Line Still Life 