Still Life photography? Hmmm. With this genre, composition seems to be the key, and typically the photos are taken head on. I might stretch the challenge a little bit, because I am thinking there are no limits to still life photography except that your subjects are, you know, still.

We were on the beach at South Padre Island, Texas for four days. I am grateful beach-life doesn’t move on a clock. Instead, plans are made with the tides, and the movement of the sun. It seemed like a great place to embrace my inner child and pretend to be on a treasure hunt.

I planned to conquer the task with collections of driftwood/ rock creations, and discovered beach-combing was more fun. I fell in love with the plastic dog toy in the above photo, and was surprised it wasn’t some rare sea anemone. And would you believe me if I told you, I finally found the message in the bottle? Truth be known, its message is merely a reminder to stay the course.

The beach was littered with debris washed up from the unusual high tide and recent storms. There were more shoes than I was willing to count, and I am sure some of the brands would be interested to know their product remained intact with the arduous journey across the Gulf of Mexico.

A wooden crate, with a shredded tarp draped over it, reminded me of a treasure chest. Ironically enough, it was empty. Or was it? Like all the other treasures, I am convinced there must stories to go with them.

I guess now they are my stories to tell.

With the sun passing noon, I gathered my camera, my journal and a few shells. Finding lunch is simple. We keep our eye out for where the locals line up. If you want good food that is my recommendation-always. Todays hidden treasure was an authentic taco shop.  

The still life was extra.  

Wind Kisses, Donna