Aside from carcasses and globsters one of my favourite things about walking along wild beaches are these little streams that race towards the ocean. I love the gentle trickling sound they make against the loud waves and the way they slide round the soles of my boots as I’m crossing them, it makes me feel like a giant and all the rocks are little houses
Charlotte Gainsbourg
by Casper Sejersen
Speaking of carcasses, here are three I saw on a beach in Suffolk on a hot day last year in the springtime. Everything was dry and smelly.
The first is a seal, curled up by a marshy tide pool above the dunes, long forgotten by the ocean. I think it might be a common seal, by it’s size and blondeish fur, but who can really tell at this stage. Note the little crab claw lying on its pelt, if you zoom in. Probably carried along by the same scavengers who picked the carcass clean!
The second is a little more difficult but I think it was a harbour porpoise. All distinguishing features (tail, dorsal fin, face) are missing but it has a blowhole and is about the right size. It's grey belly had gone leathery and tanned in the sun.
The last is a lesser-spotted dogfish, or small-spotted catshark, if you are so inclined. Dog for scale.
An antique cigarette lighter and fob chain, featuring a fob charm made from the beak of a male huia. This bird species, found only on the North Island of New Zealand, was driven to extinction by the early 20th Century. The piece itself dates to around the same time. [ x ]
The Days of Heaven (1979)
2005
this reminded me of u wearing those thin gold nails to the snowy subcity iolyte party two years ago and I took some pretty epic photos
Thousand hand Bodhisattva dance