Thursday, November 24, 2005

traces

This is a part of how the Sara Gamp left her mark on the beach as she was pulled up onto land. I like to imagine this process a struggle. I find it hard to believe that a sailboat would be willingly dragged off the beach and across a field. From the broken driftwood and scraped off paint it looks like she put up a bit of a fight. But the ropes and machines, gas rather than wind power, and, I'm sure, shouts and groans prevailed. Hopefully it was someone who wants to put her back in the water again.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Sara Gamp update

I went back a couple of days ago to take more pictures of the Sara Gamp but she is no longer there on the beach. I'm not sure who took her or where they took her but she is definitely gone. Whoever did it pulled her up overland. I didn't have the time before darkness completely came on to follow the trail very far off the beach. I'm sure they did not have an easy time of it. This picture is of a piece of driftwood that broke as the Sara Gamp was being pulled up. Where there's a will there's a way I guess.

Overton done over

I went back again to shoot the same spot in Overton to try and get the end result closer to the visualization I have for a picture there. This is a step toward it but still not there. I think I've figured another part out and next time I go shoot I may be able to get what I want. Visually I think it works better at low tide. Maybe something between this and high tide would be just right.

I bought myself a HUGE photoshop book over the weekend. I've wrapped it up in blueprints scavenged from the space station and it awaits Christmas morning. 'To: Adam Fr: Adam, I hope you get as much joy from this as I would.'

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Overton

This is a picture I took a few weeks ago. This is in Overton. Just about one of the best things to do around here is to sit in a garage, listen to taped segments from Air America, eat apples and cheese, while looking 'Over-town' across the water. At least that's been my experience. Overton is the best place for blizzards, being a jut of land between the ocean and the harbour. The wind whips across piling drifts over the door, the driveway, the road, just about anything. It is not quite time for blizzards but there was a bit of snow on the car when I got up this morning. Brrr.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Location of Sara Gamp

Thanks to google for the satellite image. This is the approximate location of the Sara Gamp. Click here if you want to go to google's page in order to be able to zoom in and out.

Sara Heinrichs

I took this for my photographer friend Sara Heinrichs who is currently having a print drive to try to raise enough cash to pay medical bills without having to give up her photography.

Sara Gamp

Sara Gamp, main damage

This really is the majority of the damage that was done. It is almost like the sea decided to set it safely on land.

Sara Gamp

Paint that scraped off on the rocks as the water pushed the boat in.

Sara Gamp

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Sara Gamp

Vincent Gillings was rescued off his 33-foot sailboat, the Sara Gamp, after Hurricane Wilma. For more information about the rescue, including video footage, follow this link. On Friday I heard about the boat washing about a ten minute drive from here. I went Friday night to look and then again on Sunday morning to take pictures. It's amazing to me that the boat ended up back here (he had sailed from Liverpool). There was very minimal damage, as you can see from some of the pictures.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

painting

Another shot from the Thanksgiving wedding I shot. I think they did a very nice job with the place markers.

I've been working all day on getting our dining room painted. I had to sand the walls this morning and then clean up all the dust (wipe down walls, sweep, vacuum, vacuum again, wipe walls with tack cloth). Then I started in this afternoon on priming the walls. The plaster just drank the first coat of primer like it was water. Coat number two went on much faster (especially because I had help by that time) and covered much better. I have some mixed feelings about us doing the walls. We've scraped off many wallpaper layers to get it down to the bare plaster. It's like erasing all the time that someone put into putting the layers on. A family ran its course here. Children grew up, moved out, brought their own children to visit. I in no way want to undo that but in some ways it feels like that's what we're trying to do. Now with the wallpaper off, we've reached the beginning and we'll try to patch things up and start again. The nice part is that the white of the primer seems so clean, so full of potential. I feel like we should start a mural in one corner and then just add to it as time goes on, slowly filling in the white as time colours our lives. It would always provide good dinnertime conversation if we had guests over.