101. Visit every US National Seashore. (Cape Hatteras National Seashore) 26. Take a photo of sunrise at every individually-named beach in North Carolina. (Frisco, NC) Two for the list! We had glorious sunrises every morning. The clouds made them unreal. I don’t post much these days but I am still working on the life list.
Tag: beach
christmas at holden beach
Beautiful week.
worth getting up for in april
Worth getting up for in April: Opening Day; the Orioles’ Opening Day win; this photo of Matt Wieters; the Orioles still being over .500; spring; Phuzz Phest; Wintersleep and Frightened Rabbit on tour together; Fitz and the Tantrums at Haw River Ballroom; the way North Carolina looks like someone turned up the saturation on Photoshop;…
the pointy kind of good luck
The women on my mom’s side of the family are, at the beach, inveterate shell collectors. As soon as I was old enough to tell the difference between the shells, I learned to pick up the unusual, the beautiful, the ugly. Above (top) is my haul from this week at Holden Beach. It’s the best…
a photo series, abandoned beach style
If I was giving a pretentious interview to a pretentious arts journal, I would say, of these shots, “I’m just really into chairs right now.”
this is a post full of things i have seen washed up on the beach
WARNING: this post does contain photos of dead things that could be considered gross by some people, so fair warning.
poem: prayer in my boot
Prayer In My Boot (Naomi Shihab Nye) For the wind no one expected For the boy who does not know the answer For the graceful handle I found in a field attached to nothing pray it is universally applicable For our tracks which disappear the moment we leave them For the face peering through the…
holden beach, june 2012
My favorite place in the world.
washed up
The Alpha Site went to the beach on Friday, and I took pictures of beach implements abandoned by their humans. Also this rad tsunami warning sign. RUN, LITTLE SIGN GUY, THE TSUNAMI’S GOING TO GET YOU. Anyway: behind the jump, an impromptu series I’m calling Washed Up.
brand new kind of photography 