On Cortes Claire and I went clam hunting. We went to an inlet that earlier that day had looked like the ocean, and it was completely drained and covered in shells. We started by periodically squatting and sifting through the surface shells, but we weren't finding much and they were all pretty small. Through discussing our previous experiences with shelled fish (including one time in Indonesia where I put small ones in my bathing suit top only to discover later they are actually alive) we logically deduced their location! We stopped right where we were and started digging around with oyster shells. Turns out they burrow and are everywhere! Big ones too! Then it became the most fun ever. It felt like we were on a psychedelic trip, the environment was so surreal. If you looked when squatting, you could see little tiny spouts of water squirting at random as far as the eye could see. I have found my new passion in life and career.
This is an art blog where I post my artistic endeavors as I travel, tree plant and try and find a place to grow some roots so I can finally get a shoulder cat. You will find a mix of street art, drawing, painting, photography, screen printing, 3D works, video and some journalism.