At the Portland Museum of Art a remarkable exhibit, "Edgar Degas, The Private Impressionist".
On an island in Casco Bay, thousands of beautiful faerie houses, some tiny and some quite grand, all built of things found there in the woods by anyone who passes by.
I'll post more about those when I get back to Boulder.
However, this morning, I found this window propped up on the beach. Painted on it were these words:
"with every dawn
when first light
penetrates the sea
many seahorse colonies
perform a dance
to the sun".
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Them Mainers sure are odd....
Aesthetics was my favorite course in college--not for the goofball stuff we learned, but it taught me how to see--deeply into just about anything. I'm really loving your seahorse find. And somewhere someone is wondering if his poem found a home. Best
I love whimsy, imagination, and the unseen just as much as I love reality, the tangible and my eyesight! Thanks for sharing.
I love the mixture of formal, informal, and serendipitous art experiences in this post! Rich adventuring in Maine!!
i didn't know that's what we are called! And you found two very special New England finds. Welcome to the hood.
Treasures! thanks for sharing them with us...:)
I love these finds.
I visited your blog earlier today and followed a link to a site where I could find all kinds of animals and species. Now it's gone missing--along with one of my red sandals.
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