9×12 original pastel on sanded paper, matted and framed, $225 plus shipping
This summer I made it from west coast to east coast. The waves are better in the Pacific, but it is also cold. The Atlantic is like bath water in comparison. I was a nervous Nelly at Tybee Island and again at Hunting Island (east coast) because I knew my kids were not “ocean” experienced. I tried to warn them of impending dangers, but they just didn’t seem to want to listen. I had my camera and cell phone on the beach, but I had three kids in the water, getting deeper and deeper. After hailing them numerous times and looking really silly because they couldn’t hear me or ignored me, I decided they would be safer with me in the water and at least I could coax them back toward the shore, away from the lurking sharks and dangerous currents. Once again I came to the conclusion after jumping waves and floating in the salty sea that I am much too serious and playing is good for the soul. I must have swam for hours with them. No shark bites, no drownings! It was a blast. When I finally did get comfortable with my kids in the water and me on the shore, I snapped a lot of pictures of some of my favorite things found on the beach. One of course is children with instruments to capture a bit of ocean sand and shells. I love the way this girl’s hair is put up like someone quite older, up out of the way of her play.