[gone] fishing shacks

 moments after a noreaster, destroyed the historic fishing shacks, in south portland maine.

foggy, foggy [evening]

a foggy evening was a brief reminder that summer will soon be ending.

[reel] fashion

i enjoy creativity in all places.  

the other weekend i saw creativity combined in two places foreign to me; fishing and fashion.  i attended the aptly named "fishing' for fashion" event during the boothbay harbor festival. an event requiring designers to use items and materials usually found on boats to create dresses.  among the materials used to create gowns were netting, woven nautical maps and even sea glass!  as an architect who enjoys using local context and materials for inspiration, i found this event incredibly fascinating.  i enjoyed seeing the imagination of the designers to find materials normally used for one specific purpose and envision them in a completely different way.  a quality i not only enjoy in architecture but any creative field.

a tale of two [boats]

it was the best of times, it was a test of times

it was a boat of wisdom, it was a boat of foolishness,

it was a journey talking about wine, it was a journey of tangled up line

it was an evening of sails, it was an entire day of scales

it was a touch of class, it was being sick off my ass

we had a sommelier before us, we had captain pete before us

we felt like heavan, i felt like the other way...

in short, both trips were a blast, and i wouldn't change a thing.

seer[sucker] for the east coast

last weekend found me vacationing on the east coast.  every picture i took reminded me of home. a field of blue sea reminded me of amber waves of grain; a silhouette of a lighthouse along the shore, a silo standing solitary against a mid western sky. tug boats and ferry's hard a work mimicked tractors and combines doing the same. seagulls were meadowlarks and wooden beach fences, limestone posts. even the seersucker jacket i wore reminded me of the pillow ticking on the back of an old quilt.