Lame word-associations aside, I found this large, old mussel washed up mid-way down Crane Beach in April of ’09. Must’ve been a fair-sized storm, or full moon high tide at least, to have dredged this monster up.  Similar to an earlier piece of seaweed, it’s so ugly it ‘s got to be considered beautiful. Respected, at least, for its age and its scars.

I just hope it didn’t follow me home. Where more CURIOUS PAINTINGS live.