This morning's beach had a pink glow, with a high haze from an impeding minor storm. Afterglow or ante-glow of weather? Glare hugged the shoreline, but the horizon vanished haze into nirvana. Tiny waves made a lace border on the giant heart of the Pacific. Santa Monica. The Community Beach House opens at 8am and by 9 the beach was crowded. Tween volleyball players; yoga enthusiasts; fishermen, always men, and tots with hovering parents cluster in small communities. The beach is living. Past the halfway point in my writing residency, I am just getting the cadence of this place. We go into nature and stand by the shore, spending time getting to know ourselves.
-Helen Lessick
Welcome to the Beach House AiR blog! Every year, local artists works from an office at the Marion Davies Guest House, sharing their progress with the public both in person and online. Content and links posted by artists may include strong language and images, viewer discretion advised. Visit annenbergbeachhouse.com for more information. #ArtSaMo
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