As an artist that looks to the marine world for inspiration, you may find the following hard to believe. In my reckless youth as a submarine antagonist, I have been stabbed by a ray, bit by a shark, a moray eel, and an alligator. That’s not even counting numerous crab pinches and lobster “pricks”. They don’t call them spiny lobster for nothing. Now I’m sorry if I’m too late to stop you from thinking or even muttering “bull excrement” after reading this. Let me explain, the shark and the alligator were babies, no harm done other than my surprise. The moray bite, not so much, that little encounter cost me two weeks of lobster season. It seems that bleeding wounds and saltwater reefs don’t mix well. Besides I would rather eat seafood than be seafood. In all the instances mentioned above I was the interloper, all of the wildlife were just defending themselves. Always intriguing and often awe inspiring, I love the sea.
June 16th, 2011 • 1 Comment