And the making of memories.
Forgiving me for returning to the beach and family holidays. But a couple of posts I’ve read this week have catapulted me back to Devon. First there was Nancy’s post reflecting on just how many summers her family had enjoyed their favourite beach just like the Uphilldowndale family’s love of a certain Devon beach,
then there was Sarah’s post that made me smile and recall our coastal meeting with a grasshopper. So I nipped back to the post I’d written at the time, back in 2009, about our encounter with the artist David Measures, about his glorious art and his generosity with both his time and knowledge: sadly, when I followed the links, I discovered that David died last year. Looking at the website of Southwell Artists I saw that Christine Measures, David’s wife, is also an artist.
When I met David he told me he was working on a book that would capture, not just the markings of a butterfly, for identification but how it moved, its mannerisms, what a bird watcher might call it’s jizz. The slide show of Christine’s art captures both David and Devon summer holidays perfectly. Beautiful.
August 23, 2012 at 1:52 am
was taken aback by the term “jizz” — it has a slang meaning in the US which has nothing to do with ornithology
August 23, 2012 at 6:50 am
I am aware of that WOL, I’m expecting to have to delete some nasty spam but I hope they’ll get caught in the filter and not make it to the post itself.
August 23, 2012 at 3:17 am
Thanks for the shout-out! I’m so glad my post about our beach trips reminded you of your own seaside fun.
August 23, 2012 at 2:17 pm
It’s sad to see that David Measures has died. I enjoyed this post and all the links. xx
August 23, 2012 at 6:11 pm
A lovely summer picture with this beautiful back light. Sun, summer, light and beach. Something I also love to return to at the west coast of Jutland, where I have come often ever since I was born – and still do (though I also love to explore places further out into the big wide world!)
August 26, 2012 at 12:57 am
That photo is a delight. Spangled memories.
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