the next day i had to head home. i took a four and a half hour walk along
the ocean. not only did i find my best seashell that day, i got some of my best photos. this was a crab i confronted. he stood his ground. it was as big as my hand. it let me get close as if it knew i wouldn't hurt it. a few months ago i did a painting with a crab like this in it from out of my head. it was titled right back where i evolved from.