A Rolling Pinecone Gathers . . .
. . . Much more than a rolling stone. I love how the shell fragments and the stick became stuck in the pinecone as it blew across the beach and tumbled to the tide line, where I found it.
. . . Much more than a rolling stone. I love how the shell fragments and the stick became stuck in the pinecone as it blew across the beach and tumbled to the tide line, where I found it.
Not much green visible on beach or front yards today here in the northeast! I do like the simplicity of this pebble and sand grains, though, regardless my need to post a cheery color today.
The colors in the shell and in the sand are so, so similar! It is also appropriate for me to post a monochrome on the day of a major snowstorm!
I could look at this still life for a very long time and not tire of it. It is so soothing.
Land and sea, living and dead . . . Combine as one delicate still life.
Two tidal lines in the sand, present only between the wash of waves, separated by a water-covered pebble. Reflection. Gentleness. Simplicity.
The wee creatures who created the air holes are as much a part of the composition as the leaf. Sort of anonymous artists. The compulsive part of me, though, wishes that the angle of the leaf was exactly parallel to … Continue reading
Sure, it looked like a simple crab claw . . . I am loving the inclusion of light as an integral component of still life; not just to set the tone or mood, but as a structural part of the … Continue reading
Graceful lines, animated structure. Gentle still life.
Absolutely perfectly circular bubbles remained in this mussel moments after the tide receded. They echoed the several air holes in the surrounding sand. Balance!