sea shore still life

Seashell still life on the seashore here in Buzzards Bay, Massachusetts.  Included are clams, mussels, periwinkles, a bottle cap, a crab and sea tumbled rocks.  This was illustrated on the back of an index card...hence the red stripe bleeding through on the left side of the art.

I have lived here for more than four years now and I am still in awe of the natural beauty of the woods and waterways of Buzzards Bay.  Such a beautiful area of the world.

Fifty-one years ago I was born and then adopted in Boston.  Six years ago I found my birth mother, a wonderful and beautiful lady whom I love very much.  It turns out that my ancestors have been living on Cape Cod, in the village of Buzzards Bay for many generations (back to the Crossing Of The Pond in 1634).  I was unexplainably drawn to the area and could not leave during an unstable time in my life.  On my own, I have settled here and absolutely love it.  Over time I have discovered my family roots and the strong bond to this area.  It is indeed a special and magical place to Be.

The beaches are chalk-full of shellfish and fish.  The water is always cold...refreshing.  During the summer the beaches are full of tourists.  When the tide is changing, people flock by foot and boat to harvest the shellfish, which are incredibly prolific.  This year I bought a fishing permit, and plan to get a somewhat expensive shellfish license.  In the long run, a year-long $35 shellfish permit is much less expensive compared to a dinner in restaurants.  So much gratification with making a seafood meal on your own.

I tend to eat some of these straight from the waters.  The little periwinkles, the oysters and clams are so tasty when plucked from the waters and eaten right there.  Briny and fresh and delightfully flavorful they are.  A real treat they are.

Happy Holidays

where ever you may be.

Some years back I made a quick sketch while visiting Kona, Hawaii.  Every once in a while when I come across this sketch, I scan, reprint and add more to it.  Essentially, it is decaying with each generation of print, but at the same time, vibrance is added with each new layer.  This is probably the fifth generation of the original sketch.

Printed paper and color pencil.

windswept city

The strong, variable winds blow constantly, so the skins of the buildings are built of corrugated, hot-pressed banana leaves.  The buildings can sway and stretch with the winds.  No petroleum products needed.

thought processing arena

This morning I came across this sketch that I started about a year ago.  Today it's finished it.

Ball point pen on copy paper.  7.5x7"

world without end

Back in early September, my adopted mother passed away.  This was the art I created just before, during and just after she died.  It is an image of moving into the next realm, which flows seamlessly through time and space.  Always spinning along in a unique, personal journey.  I was so entranced in this world that I could not stop until it was finished.  Some intense emotions they were.

piglet pods from the pork tree plant

This originated in a dream. Also, there were grasshoppers, calves and rabbits. It was fauna melting into flora.

turtle trio

Brush pen and color pencil. Just a quick drawing.

turtle swirl

evolution

Lino print on cardboard.

This little embryonic man, floating in the body of a fish. He is traveling through time and space, only vaguely aware of himself and his surrounds. But nevertheless, he is in awe of his world. To view more art in this series, click the "evolution" label below.

swimming the stream

Going with the flow of progress. I'm thinking of making a series, a visual story. Yes, I think I will do this.

Happy New Year!

global warming

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