Jennifer Steen Booher

Bob’s Camp, Union River Bay, August 1, 2010

Bob’s Camp, Union River Bay

A lot of people in a wide range of tax brackets hereabouts have seasonal houses on a beach or lakeshore called camps. When I was growing up in Massachusetts they were called cottages, and my Estonian grandparents called theirs a summerhouse. Usually they are small, uninsulated, heated with a wood stove (if at all), and may or may not have electricity or running water. I have seen camps, however, which 90 percent of the population would consider luxurious year-round homes. To my mind, the owners of these places are missing the point.

Bob is an old friend of the family, and his camp is on the shore of the Union River Bay, a curious sort of ultra-tidal intermediary between the mouth of the Union River and Blue Hill Bay (which is itself an intermediary between the River and the Atlantic Ocean.) The shoreline near the camp is both rocky, with large outcroppings that capture lovely tidepools, and pebbly. I think the bedrock here is Ellsworth schist, a streaky, gray metamorphic stone. The flotsam is similar to what I find on the Island, with the exception of the teeny yellow snail-like shells. I don’t know yet what they are, nor does Bob, which is surprising since he is much more knowledgeable about such things.

The top photo is the third  taken with the new tripod, and I think I’m getting there. The bottom one was the second photo. Still too processed for my taste, and I’m not sure yet if I like the arrangement. When I arrange odd-shaped items in a grid I’m playing with asymmetrical balance and shooting for a composition that keeps your eye moving but feels coherent. Lining things up by size or color pretty quickly takes the movement out and leaves a relatively static composition. I think I finally managed to throw this one just enough off-kilter…but I like the top one better!

Periwinkle shells, blue mussel shells, crab shells, whelk shells, sea glass, drift wood, birch bark, (kelp with coral-like growth?), feather, rockweed, barnacles, bone, unidentified crustacean piece, unidentified yellow snail shells, sea brick.

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Happy Rocks at College of the Atlantic

happy rocks

On Saturday the kids and I were sitting on the beach waiting for Diver Ed‘s boat tour* to start loading, and they got bored. I don’t understand them sometimes. I mean, we had tons of rocks and mussel shells and snails and seaweed and there were probably crabs down in the waves. How can you be bored on a beach? So I found a piece of coal among the rocks** and tried to get them interested in doodling on the flatter stones.  The kids were in that mood where nothing is interesting, not even drawing on rocks with other rocks, but I had a good time. (They did eventually liven up once we got on board. Nobody stays bored around Diver Ed!)

*Disclosure: Diver Ed is a good friend of ours.  His tours are awesome, so you have to come to Bar Harbor and go out on his boat, the Starfish Enterprise.
**At least I think it was coal. It was black, very hard, and made a nice black line. I suppose it could have been very hard charcoal.
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The World of Sea Glass Hunters

When I beachcomb, I prefer to be alone. Completely alone, no one else on the beach at all. I don’t mind other people on the beach, and I don’t even mind the occasional companion but the ideal beachcombing day is solitary. It takes focus and concentration to spot sea glass or shells among the stones and seaweed. The stones and seaweed are interesting, too, and I often find myself squatting and taking notes on some odd plant or creature, or studying patterns on a rock that I won’t actually take home. I’m curious about geology and marine biology and weather patterns and the way the coastal landscape changes every single day. Every now and then I stretch and look out to sea, watching the lobster boats or changing cloud formations.
Oddly enough, this solitary pleasure of mine has brought me into a surprisingly large community. I post my photos on Flickr, where an astonishing number of people have come to look at them. Some of those people are also beachcombers, and some of them are also artists, and so I have come to know  like-minded photographers along the German coast of the Baltic Sea and the coast of Cumbria in Northwest England. Then someone led me to the Sea Glass Artists web site, a sort of social networking site for the sea-glass-obsessed. There I ‘met’ another collector who finds the most astonishing things on the shores of Long Island and has a wicked sense of humor. A couple of days ago my father sent me this article from Parade magazine, where I learned about the North American Sea Glass Association.  Next up, exploring their web site.
And anyone who is interested in sea glass should read Richard LaMotte’s book, Pure Sea Glass: Discovering Nature’s Vanishing Gems, which thoroughly covers subjects like the role of manganese in forming lavender glass, how long it takes for glass to weather, and how to date a bottle by the shape of its top. Crucial reading for the terminally curious!

Pure Sea Glass: Discovering Nature's Vanishing Gems

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Non Sequitur

And now for something completely different! Inspired by this post over at Color Me Katie, one of the most cheerful blogs ever, we had a Cake Day over here. 
2 girls age 9  +  2 boys age 12  +  2 cakes  +  2 bags of marshmallows  +  4 tubes of colored icing  +  4 tubs of white frosting  +  4 bags of assorted gummy candies  +  unlimited food coloring  =
Gummyland!
My son even figured out how to make a working swing out of toothpicks and gumdrops and a Hershey bar. Check this out!

By the end of the (swelteringly hot) day our hair was sticky, our tongues were green, and I for one do not need to even smell frosting for another month – It was AWESOME! Thank you, Color Me Katie!

P.S. I have all my light bulbs and the extension attachment for the tripod, and thought I could settle down to work, but the extension broke and I am working on Plan B. I’m gonna take me some great photographs. Any day now, really.

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Things to do before I turn 50

 (downtown shopping district of Rabat, Morocco)

*Invent a warm, comfortable, and interesting Halloween costume
*Find a warm, sunny beach to visit every year right after Thanksgiving
*Design the perfect hand bag for me
*Fill my passport
*Have a retrospective

Seven and a half years left… this ought to keep me busy!

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Circular Reasoning

I draw a lot, often while I am waiting for my kids to finish a riding lesson or an orthodontist appointment. People look over my shoulder and say “Cool.” Then they ask, “What is it?” Even my son, who ought to know by now the answer will always be “Just a doodle.” For a long time I drew lines. Lots and lots of lines. Like this:

And this:

These were ‘about’ geography, cartography, geology, topography … the way landforms are created, built, changed, described, quantified… I get inarticulate when asked to explain. Lately my drawings have turned circular.  I don’t know why. Now the doodles are ‘about’ streaming, flow, ripples, bubbles, cells, small units building up large masses, movement….

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