Finished Line
Finished feather. Finished meal. Finished line. Shadow starts and day begins.
Finished feather. Finished meal. Finished line. Shadow starts and day begins.
NJ, the fifth smallest state in the US has 130 miles of fantastic beaches. Dozens of little towns, each with their own personality, dot the coastline. At the heart of many of these towns is their boardwalk. From the five … Continue reading
Downy bits of feather and a sugar-crust delicate shell were arranged just perfectly for an understated still life. Understated, but absolutely elegant.
In reality, we don’t need any evidence of the gulls’ presence. The beach has been full of the birds, numbering in the hundreds some mornings. I am always impressed with the great black-back gulls. They are enormous! This gentle feather … Continue reading
A meal finished. A feather lost. A still life created.
This small bit of gull down did not budge from the mussel, despite the breeze. The delicacy of the soft white down on top of the dark, tough shell was a perfect pairing. I love looking at differences in texture, … Continue reading
Tide line flotsam seems poised for flight. The delightful placement of a lost feather at the end of the line makes it perfect. For those new to this blog, a note: I photograph what I find, and never make “arrangements” … Continue reading
Shed in flight or while the gull was nibbling along the tide line . . . This solitary feather has been gently tumbled in the waves. Again and again the colors of the beach startle me! When we start to … Continue reading
This arrangement is, perhaps, one of my favorite finds. The photograph does not capture what this simple, linear arrangement of tiny objects does for my spirit. The pale orange of the pebble draws out the oranges in the sand. The … Continue reading
Creamy feather, tumbled by the waves. Translucent quill . . . Who could ask for a finer reward for a morning of tide line contemplation?