Creation’s force uses whatever is around to pay tribute, express, memorialize. One man, playing volleyball by the time I walked by, gathered and sculpted driftwood toward the sun on this longest day of the year. As they arrived, friends added feathers, cones, trash, seaweed, a scarf she’d brought, until they’d collectively created “The Sea Tree.”
Too many beautiful naked people surrounded this piece so I chose to capture only the top half, but it was grounded by tall driftwood pressed close as if a single truck with seaweed dangling about four feet above the sand to the right of this central truck .
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