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​I saw flashes of fins and swirls of water… Yellow fins poking out of the midtide marsh creek… Individuals following what seemed one collective will… Following currents? Smaller fish? Escaping larger fish? Menhaden, pogies , filled the creek. I drew them… Painted them…filmed them…and then I saw a shadow from above…​

 

Yesterday was a foggy day out by the bay. I thought to myself, “Is there any true separation between sand, sea and sky?”

Yesterday was a foggy day out by the bay. I thought to myself, “Is there any true separation between sand, sea and sky?”