Seasonal Digging

Good beach weather means I am down there many days – the sky/sea mood is always changing and the textures on the beach vary a lot, too.   The depositional and erosional forces (wind and water) constantly work to change the texture patterns in the sand, as well as shaping the overall and micro profiles of the beach.  And there are masses of different tracks too – marks left by bicycles, motorbikes, trucks and the beach cleaner machine

The tracks left by the machinery used to clean the beach - now did someone perversely place a bag of rubbish right where the machine swerved a bit, or did the driver swerve to avoid a bag of trash left on the beach ;-p

 plus footprints of people, dogs, and a variety of birds.  I’m a creature of habit and so park at the same spot each time to enter the beach.  The other day this little texture caught my eye for the first time -the diggings of a little creature that is very busy just now, ie perhaps at a particular time in its life cycle, as I’ve not noticed it before.  There were lots of them along damper part of the beach, appearing after the water had receded but clearly they’d be covered again with the incoming tide.  When I got home I had to search my files to find this photo :

– on the cover of a catalogue of a wonderful exhibition we saw in Paris a couple of years ago.  The sand ridge reminded me of this ridge of leather stitches over strips of leather laid along a crack on the surface of a gourd.  I posted previously, “A Totally Memorable Exhibition” oct 21st, 2007 on the impact this exhibition had on me, principally the concept that people mend something only if it is important to them, but that mending therefore confers a higher level of value to the object.  The catalogue is full of well-used objects that have been damaged and interestingly repaired – hence the title of the show – Objets Blesses.

One Response to “Seasonal Digging”

  1. kathy loomis says:

    Hi Alison! love your comment on mending and how it confers extra value on an object. I have totally given up on garment sewing these days except for mending, which I enjoy doing. Too bad that a carefully mended pair of pants today elicits the emotion of “oh that poor destitute man…” instead of “how nice, his wonderful wife mended his favorite pants for him.”

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