My South Padre Island: Moon Pool 2

Monday, March 13, 2017

Moon Pool 2

And yet another nighttime swimming pool image from South Padre Island. And, once again, I’ve tried to give it a hint of Raoul Dufy.

This particular pool is at one of the big hotels (actually, one of my favs) on the southern end of SPI. I’ve seen the pool for years, and I’ve got to confess, I didn’t understand at first why anyone would want to visit a swimming pool when the ocean was just a few yards away.

I didn’t understand, that is, until one year we were on the shore and the island had an infestation of jelly fish. It’s rare, but it happens, and tons of the creatures will wash up on the beach. They’re dying, of course, but they can still sting, as I found out the hard way.

Oh, and I should add that we were with our son, who was at the time in second grade or there’s about. So, for us not to be able to get to the water was a bit of a crisis.

Shortly after that, I learned to love swimming pools, even if, or particularly if, they’re at the beach.

This image is on luster photo paper and is 21 x 12 inches.You can see it on our Etsy shop here:

The Moon Pool 2

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About My South Padre Island Art

This is my little love letter (with pictures) to South Padre Island, Texas.

To explain, I have a special relationship with SPI. Which is odd, on some level, because I’ve never lived on the island for more than a week or so at any one time. I’m not a winter Texan or a snowbird. I’ve never been to Spring Break. I can’t even say I’ve always liked the place.

Yet, my parents loved the island. They visited it at least three times a year for almost four decades, in spite of problems and pains and hurricanes. They ended up owning a little duplex there, and it was their hobby and their project, almost their pet. The island, then, was their refuge, the place to which they fled when they wanted to escape the problems of the world.

And, when they died, it was to South Padre that I took their ashes...and scattered them to the winds and the waves.

So, because my parents loved South Padre Island, I did as well.

This blog, then, is my love letter to SPI...and to Port Isabel, and to the rest of the southmost Texas gulf coast. It is an expression of my affection for the island, and my respect for it, and, yes, sometimes, my exasperation with it. But not to worry. Some degree of exasperation is normal enough. No healthy relationship is entirely free of it.

What’s here? Well, there will be some notes, some writing. And, too, there will be some links to the little videos I’ve begun making as a hobby.

But, chiefly, what you’ll find here are my experiments in mixed media—mostly water color, modified photography, and so on. In recent weeks, I’ve started doing a good many of these, many based on things I’ve seen or remembered from my time on South Padre.

I hope you like them.

Two crass commercial issues. First, I am trying to sell some of these images. You can get them as posters at the Etsy shop I run with my wife, who does photography (and does it so very well!)

Second, I mentioned that my parents had a duplex on the island. It’s a great little place, really, right on the bay side. But, now that they’re gone, I’m going to have to sell it. If you’re interested in a vacation home on the water, drop me a line and I’ll put you in touch with the realtor.

Until next time, take care, and please enjoy the pictures.

mjt

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