What the sea left behind (and other stuff)

I mentioned that we went to swim at Playa Colibre (Hummingbird beach) on Friday evening. Yesterday evening, we went there again. I've always been an avid beach comber, and enjoy picking through the flotsome and jetsome more than I do swimming. I took the camera and here are some images of a few things that the sea had left behind.

I am struck by the creamy pastel tones of these objects. And I've always loved the jacquard patterns found on many of the shells, each one unique. The range of forms and textures. Each object with it's own inherent story of a profound, journey in another world.

This is Playa Colibre. A sheltered slip of coastline on the Golfo Dulce (Sweet Golf), with a few remnant patches of Mangrove. Usually, we have the whole beach to ourselves.

 

Here's Nilo. Although he spends most of his time face down in the water with a mask, looking for fishes, he's only just realizing that, if he moves his arms and legs at the same time, he can actually swim. I explained to him that, most children find it hard to learn to swim because they're afraid of being underwater. But since he goes there to be under the water, he has nothing to loose.

Thanks to those who left comments on yesterday's post, with constructive advice about my "flock" as Christi called it. She passed me a link to the site of fiber artist Karen Franzen whose work depicts cranes and crows, (among other natural subjects). I remembered the work of an artist called Catherine Hamilton, which I was first introduced to by the artists sister, Lisa, who we happened to pick up on the road one blazing Summer's day four or five years ago, here on the Osa Peninsula. Catherine's work is hauntingly beautiful!

I still haven't decided if or how to move ahead with the "Bird Habitat" cloth. But even if it comes to nothing in the end (as so many of the things I start tend to do!) as always, these small journies, and the people that one meets along the way, make it all worthwhile! :)

I have fallen in love with Manya's fishes! For me, Manya's work is very special. Honest, lyrical, and clearly made with a fullness of heart.