"Today is a smooth white seashell, hold it close and listen to the beauty of the hours."
---Unknown
These are some seashells that we picked up on some of our many walks along the beach outside our hotel in Puerto Vallarta. We had a long, lovely, white beach - technically in Neuvo Vallarta away from the city. There were not a lot of large, spectacular shells like we saw in the markets (where did those shells come from?) but lots of these small, softly worn shells that had tumbled along the surf from who knew where. On a cold, snowy, blustery day in Calgary, I opened the box that holds these shells. I breathed deeply and got a lungful of sharp, salty, sandy scents and was magically transported back to Paradise. What a treat! Who doesn't have a wonderful memory that includes finding shells on a beach or shore?
Watercolor pencil, and pentel brush pens in Aquabee sketchbook.
6 comments:
Lovely- and the reminder of memories- yes indeed :)
I have my shell & stone collections from my rare trips to the ocean. Sometimes I smell the memory just at the sight of them.
This is a lovely sketch.
Beautiful shells, and I love the watery background effect you achieved.
The shells are lovely and the background colour is just the perfect shade of summer and beaches.
Love the blue-green background. Sets off the contrasting orangey hues of the shells.
LOL, yes, those little mementoes bring it all back, don't they? PV is one of my very favorite places. Your shells are charming, and all that staring you did to draw them will fix them in your mind even more clearly.
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