Magical moments captured by Patti Henderson as we explored and collected treasures on the beach at the foot of Erwin Park, West Vancouver. I will be using these studies as references for a page in Joseph. Patti is a generous artist and voracious observer and who has been collaborating with me for 30 years and counting!
“Then the creeping murderer, the octopus, steals out, slowly, softly, moving like a gray mist, pretending now to be a bit of weed, now a rock, now a lump of decaying meat while its evil goat eyes watch coldly. It oozes and flows toward a feeding crab, and as it comes close its yellow eyes burn and its body turns rosy with the pulsing color of anticipation and rage. Then suddenly it runs lightly on the tips of its arms, as ferociously as a charging cat. It leaps savagely on the crab, there is a puff of black fluid, and the struggling mass is obscured in the sepia cloud while the octopus murders the crab. On the exposed rocks out of water, the barnacles bubble behind their closed doors and the limpets dry out. And down to the rocks come the black flies to eat anything they can find. The sharp smell of iodine from the algae, and the lime smell of calcareous bodies and the smell of powerful protean, smell of sperm and ova fill the air. On the exposed rocks the starfish emit semen and eggs from between their rays. The smells of life and richness, of death and digestion, of decay and birth, burden the air. And salt spray blows in from the barrier where the ocean waits for its rising-tide strength to permit it back into the Great Tide Pool again. And on the reef the whistling buoy bellows like a sad and patient bull.”
― John Steinbeck, Cannery Row
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Here is a previous example of using Patti’s tide pool photography as references for a page in Joseph:
Disclaimer page for “Joseph,” current graphic novel project. (Chinamarker, turmeric, white acrylic ink on newsprint)
