Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Smooth wet sand, Ocean Beach, San Francisco

Wet sand on a beach at low tide becomes a canvas.

.... which then becomes a maze? or perhaps a map? 
Much of life is a matter of 'it's all in the eye of the beholder'. 
Is the glass half empty or...?
Is it a map to the way out (or in?)... or a maze to become lost in?
And where does the ladder go?

The artist shows up when conditions are right, which probably isn't often.

This is the cover of my self published book:

That same wet sand is a canvas for very shallow waves that bounce off each other, creating a network of ripples.

'Seeking the Vibe'
On Blurb:

And of course there's much, much more at my website: