Racing The Tide



I took some runners and turned them into captains and sailors racing the tide. Years ago, Mrs. Breen and I were strolling the shore barefoot at dead low tide in Brewster on Cape Cod. The tide started to come in and the crabs that were buried just under the sand woke up. They were like little land mines, and we had to sprint in from the beach as they nipped our tootsies! Maybe the crabs weren’t as big as the ones in this painting, but thy felt like it when the little monsters scissored our feet!
This one isn’t for sale yet, its going into my Captain collection.

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  1. Anonymous

     /  January 29, 2010

    captain in the lead
    this gent has beautiful, well defined, muscular legs…love his striped socks too. He’s certainly the winner of this race…in my book anyway.
    My hopes are that you are planning a gallery showing soon to display these marvelous pieces?
    Where and when??? I’m there.


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