Today is the first day I was able to venture over to the ocean. The Long Branch boardwalk is no longer. It was the old fashioned wood that I remember from Coney Island. Here it is plus assorted other debris in mountainous heaps. And yet the ocean's powerful beauty remains, independent of anything that has happened or will happen.
I did a series of small metal point drawings on paper during the time when there was no power. I could only work for a few hours during the day. Here are some things that happened.
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