Blue Claw Crab Love

Often, people ask me what my favorite piece is. My answer is usually whichever piece is newest. That's mostly true now. I am ALL about my new Fiddler Crab collection (available in-person only, come see me at a show). However, there are some older pieces that are on my favorites list, too.

A few years ago, I created a piece inspired by my love of blue claw crabs & Old Bay seasoning.

  This is as far as my proficiency in mathematic equations ever got : Blue Claws + Old Bay = LOVE

This is as far as my proficiency in mathematic equations ever got : Blue Claws + Old Bay = LOVE

I fell in love with crabs as a tiny person. Every Saturday, my grandfather would take my brother & I out in his rowboat to check his crab traps in Crab Creek (Shelter Island, NY). He'd pull them up into the boat, mud slopping everywhere, crabs pinching at the air. 

My love for crabs only grew after living in Baltimore, MD for 4 years while studying Illustration at MICA

Exhibiting this piece at festivals, I've learned some crab facts. For instance, blue claw crabs are often shipped from FLORIDA to keep up with demand. They can be found in waters all over, not just Maryland/VA/NJ. Some crab lovers decipher male & female crabs by comparing the shapes on their undersides to "The Capital Building" and "The Washington Monument". People in Annapolis refuse to acknowledge that a knife can be beneficial in picking crabs (ha). A lot of people prefer crab cakes to picking crabs because "it's too much work for so little meat". The mustard is THE BEST PART, even though some people insist it is crab poop. Do you have any to add? 

Anyone else have a soft spot for steamed blue claw crabs? 

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royal terns on the gulf of mexico

While suffering from cabin fever this past December, I decided to flip through photos from last January's trip to Sarasota, FL. I was in the area participating in a handful of art festivals (and being a bit of a beach bum). 

One of my favorite exploring days (ever), was a walk to Greer Island (aka "Beer Can Island") on the northern tip of Longboat Key with my Mom. The mint water of the Gulf of Mexico crashes into a driftwood maze of sorts. We stumbled on fellow beach combers, picnicking couples, fishermen. I found my lucky sand dollar.

 But my favorite part, were the royal terns on the walk back. Royal terns aren't prevalent in NY. They're like seagulls, but much bigger jerks (guard your PB&J). Strong personalities + severe features make them really fun to watch.

ANYWAY. Painting these were fun and helped remedy cabin fever. Hope they make someone else smile, too.