Showing posts with label Shells. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shells. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Thursday, July 12, 2018

Do You Like My Tie?

Aquaman:
sculpture mix; green house-paint;
leather cord; and abalone shell.


Cover shot for that book of poetry I haven’t quite written yet . . . .

Monday, June 22, 2015

Mendocino Garden





 Shots from a rock garden just a bit north out from Van Damme State Beach, just past the first sea-cave.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Kiss My Abalone



















Old diving motto.

Here is a bed of abalone, not yet grown to "legal size" for human harvesting.

I like abalone as creatures more than as food these days.  In my youth, I collected and fried my share of these mollusks, but now I like watching them underwater, watching them move about slowly, ponderously, as they seek their own food.  Abalone move less like garden snails and more like rhinos in my estimation -- formidable hulks, even if still juvenile in nature, as these ones are.