Battered Old Boats . . .

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One aspect of exploring in Brittany that I particularly love is the possibility of finding old battered boats that have been abandoned on obscure and rarely visited stretches of beach, and left to disintegrate slowly over the years until they disappear entirely. I have not been blogging much of late as I've been out scouring the Brittany coasts looking for such hidden treasures. (And I apologize for not responding to your wonderful comments... but beachcombing while on vacation is taking up all of my time... well, almost all, some quiet time with family and friends has also been occurring.)
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Few subjects of photography move me as much as the poetry of an abandoned boat which will sail no more forever. The layers of paint applied painstakingly over the years to keep them seaworthy and beautiful to behold, which now are wearing off in the weather, flaking, fading, falling, create works of art (in my humble opinion) which grand masters of the abstract would have a hard time rivaling. When I find such subjects I make dozens of photographs, as the reality of wood and nails and caulk and paint will not last for long. If I had more space at home I would probably have a whole yard full of such relics, and maybe one in the living room. May you enjoy seeing these images of battered boats as much as I did creating them.
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