Accidental Seascapes #1 and #2, 45″ x 11.5″ each, plywood, WD-40, cement-all. Removing the forms from my Deep Deck mold, I was surprised and delighted to find two accidental seascapes emerge on the plywood sides that were in contact with the curing concrete. I sprayed the boards with WD-40 as a release agent before making […]
Category Archives: visceral inquiry
A Fish Story
Dr Constable pilots Belle 76 to Weakfish Thoroughfare, Brigantine Bay, 1976. My first apprenticeship was at the helm of a Boston Whaler, hunting for flounder and weakfish in the back bays of South Jersey with my dad in the summers of the late 1970s. I could pilot a boat years before I had my driver’s […]
Space? Time?
The terms ‘space’ and ‘time’ leave me feeling hollow. Even when strung together in the mock highbrow space-time-continuum, the words themselves lack resonance, especially considering the ideas they represent are supposed to be the fundamental, if least understood, building blocks of the universe. The more I think about it, the more it seems possible that […]
Suddenly
A glimpse of the deck and cockpit of ‘Suddenly’, our 1978 Hunter 25 sailboat. Suddenly is the name of our new sailboat, a 1978 Hunter 25 docked at a convenient slip in the Berkeley Marina. The boat is aptly named, for like so many things worth the wait, no matter how well-reasoned and researched the […]
A Picnic Adventure
We launched our boats in a lingering morning fog. Some days just call for a picnic, and some picnics call for adventure. So went my thinking when I invited my friend Cal to join me on my favorite six mile paddle down Estero Americano to a remote beach on an unseasonably warm day in late […]
Destination: Boredom
Sure enough, I saw a few egret and chased a flock of bufflehead six miles to the coast when I paddled the navigable length of Estero Americano the other day, but saw no sign of coot, loon, mergenser, pelican, scaup, hawk, heron or grebe. The fact is mid-February is a relatively dormant time along the […]