We're still tied up on the bayou in Amelia, LA. I'm living and working on the boat -- a 60-foot commute from my bunk to the place on the fantail area I've staked out to do my carpentry projects. I can watch the weather where I work and today there were dramatic rain squalls passing by every hour or two in the afternoon. It's still hot, but the rain cools things off a tiny bit. I'm building table tops with side boards so people's dinners don't slide off during rough seas. I'll mount them to the conventional table tops in the dining room.
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- Big waves, storm waves
- Secret Cove
- The Clubhouse Book (Part 3)
- Discovering New Beaches
- I've taken my love of beaches this far.
- A book about building clubhouses
- Real Estate, Greed, and Nature lost
- Sunset Beach and Surfside California in the late 50s, early 60s
- The Story Continued: Being in Disasters
- The story behind my art: Storm Surf!
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The art of Lee Mothes
The details and particulars in my paintings are often taken from my photos. A dramatic Midwestern sky might be juxtaposed over a wild and early California coastline, with an especially charming old farmhouse plunked down on the beach (complete with a glad- or geranium-filled flower garden), there may be toys strewn about -- usually there's some surf. There's a little something for everyone! - Relocate without leaving home...
The Commonwealth of New Island
I've thought about "where" for so long that the idea of an imaginary place took hold. After many years of mulling it over and playing around, I've developed it -- and continue to develop it -- into a real imaginary place called New Island.
Email: MothesArt @ aol.com
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