Category Archives: 2016 Art Journal

WITH EVERY TIDE, A SEA CHANGE – October Pacific Beach

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Every tide brings a new landscape, a new beach environment to marvel at & to enjoy.  This month of October brought a super moon & the low tides became minus low tides, which exposed the tide pool rocks.  It was fun to see the round tide pool rocks surrounded by living black turban shells clustered in a circle trying to hide from the sun until the tide returned.  Even on a perfectly smooth round rock, they seem to find a way to create a ledge of shade.  The sea gulls like to perch on the exposed rocks & they look like they are standing on miniature private islands.  The super moon has also caused very high tides, too.  The beach has all sorts of interesting things washed up.  A clump of pink barnacles catches my attention as well as other artfully arranged sea shells & sea weeds.  As I stroll along, I photograph this “sea art”.  It seems as if the ocean often creates these “messages” to be “read” by anyone taking the time to look.  A cobblestone rock has surf grass steaming away from the retreating tide, which makes me think of the sea telling me to “go with the flow”.  Art by-the-sea.  Wisdom from nature.  It is a sacred place by the sea.  Every single tide creates a different coastal environment to experience & marvel at.  Sometimes after high surf, the beach is covered with huge clumps of seaweed, but other times a receding minus tide will expose reef rocks & give a larger view of the hidden tide pools here.  This week a minus tide left a wide open flat beach with a sheen of sea water on it, which created a perfect mirror for the amber sand stone bluffs to be reflected in.  Beauty is everywhere here & it captivates me every single time.  I feel this beauty entering the pores of my skin, I breathe this beauty in.  I carry this beauty in my heart.  Continue reading

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OCTOBER AQUA SEA IN LA JOLLA

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Lobster season opens in October, which means that each early morning the wooden lobster boats show up to pull up their traps, remove any legal size lobsters, re-bait the traps & return them to the sea.  Life by the sea is like that, a cycle of seasons that return & repeat.  A continuity of living life with constant change.  A paradox of the sea always being there, but changing with every tide, every moon, every storm & even ocean warming due to climate change.  It is sacred to live life by the sea.  Continue reading

SUMMER’S END IN PACIFIC BEACH – SEPTEMBER ART JOURNAL

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It’s almost like the beach breathes a sigh of relief after Labor Day and triples in size.  It is wide open, spacious even.  I take a deep breath filling my lungs up with the scent of the sea and revel in the feeling of a sacred space returning.  Kids have gone back to school, tourists have mostly left and Pacific Beach returns once again to the locals.  On a weekday the beach has just a few people walking on the beach.  Surfers are always at the beach waiting for the perfect wave, but now the crowds of surfers arrive after the work day ends to get a few rides in before sunset.  There are empty parking spaces in the parking lot!  Even on weekends, there will be more surfers and people on the beach, but it definitely has an after the summer ends feeling now.  At minus low tide the beach goes on for miles with a few clumps of seaweed scattered about and I can now walk all the way to the protected tide pools.  It is lovely to walk at low tide on the hard-packed sand.  I stop from time to time to look at and photograph the patterns on the sand from the receding waves or the swirls of seaweed left in designs shaped by the sea.  I look for sea shells and spot a Norris Top snail shell that is still alive.  The Norris Top snail shell is a dull brown, but hides inside a bright red-orange marine mollusk. Some of the tide pool rocks have clusters of Black Turban shells huddled around the bottom where they will stay until the high tide returns.  I walk by a sea gull napping on a bed of drying seaweed and he looks at me, but doesn’t move.  These walks at the beach are exercise for me, but I feel free to dilly dally along my walk and enjoy the landscape.  The sound of the waves is soothing & no matter what is going on in my life my problems have been left at home.  On days like today, I never want this time to end.  It is irresistible to not want to be at the beach in September and I return at the end of the day to watch the sunset.  Tonight the sun is a white hot spot on the horizon & the sky turns a warm orange, which reflects on the sand, too.  A surfer is a black shadow silhouette as he walks out to catch a few waves before dark.  I am reminded of the movie poster for “The Endless Summer”.  The glory of San Diego in September, is that It may not be an endless summer here, but it is still gorgeous weather and Pacific Beach has been returned once again to just us locals.  Continue reading