Halibut Cove Interlude, Part One; August 2018
Halibut Cove is a semi-mythical place across Kachemak Bay from Homer. The Cove, regularly washed by the Bay's tides, is usually placid, even when the Bay isn't. It has no road worthy of the name, only winding trails and paths suitable for 4-wheelers and Gators and people in XtraTufs. It has lots of boardwalks, lots of hills, lots of docks, and lots of fiercely independent-minded people who think nothing of perching houses on 125-foot cliffs (secured with cables, if necessary), and mixing skilled fine carpentry and ceramics with survival construction. Fine art (Alex Combs, and now Annette Bellamy) and Construction Battalion ethos (Clem Tillion) have driven the Cove scene since WW II ended. Clem, as he has been doing for nine decades, still makes far more sense than most people and memories of Alex still inspire Cove artists.
Alex's portrait watches over the main trail and any passersby from the covered deck of his ceramics shed.
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His found-object legacy on the side of his ceramics shed
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Inside, his pottery utensils hang below analogous Romex
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Alex's tiles foot the threshold to the shed's woodstove.
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Kirby frees a lid in Alex's shed after unloading one of Kirby's first firings in some 30 years.
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After a lifetime of mainly expressing myself with words, my postings here will mainly rely on images. They will speak for themselves to some extent, but I'll usually add a few comments of explanation. I've taken photographs for decades, since the 1950's, inspired in part by my father's photographic skill. Four years of photo assignments and quality darkroom time eventually gave way to decades of casual and family picture-taking. I re-immersed myself when I left film and turned to digital.