An explosion of self-expression

September 9, 2021July 31, 2021 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 2 Comments

Blocks of stone foundation of the former railroad bridge on the community trail have become a kaleidoscope of youthful messages for those who dare venture under the span.

Here’s a little more context.

I still love our granite alewife

September 8, 2021July 31, 2021 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

This sculpture in the children’s museum playground pays tribute to a small, distinctive New England migratory fish also known as a river herring … one that’s quite tasty, so I’m told.

I smile every time I see this. Usually it’s covered with kiddies. Just look at those lips.

Farmhand

September 6, 2021July 16, 2021 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 1 Comment

Pen and India ink, undated

Striations and splash

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Welcome to the rocky Maine coast at Fort Foster, just over the state line from New Hampshire.

The tide’s out, for now.

The ocean’s rarely calm.

An intertidal pool like this can be teeming with life, if you look closely and look under the rocks and rockweed.

Double star

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Two dried-out sea stars, left on a deck.

Take a look at those big ears

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It’s kinda like having its turn signal on.

City hall is at the heart of the scene

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And you can’t even see our house at the lower left, thanks to the trees.

Retriever profile

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Steel-point pen with blue ink on wet paper, 1965

This shot was an accident

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But I like it anyway. Somehow, I feel its being out of focus adds a dreamy quality.

That guilty look

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Salty’s caught in the act up on the sofa again.