9 April 2010. A year's end, a year's beginning. California, sunshine...
The claims of Gauguin, as in deep-sea diver or mining engineer. A room filled with technological gadgets, layed out in long rows like the county fair--Del Mar--where in early summer the horses are brought down to the surf. Large and graceful creatures stepping gingerly in the waves...
A continent's edge--under-sea world--the strands of kelp flaring up from unseen depths--wide, waxy leaves, golden-brown in deep blue-green, a garibaldi's brilliant orange spine--twisting in the filtered light. Sudden massive shape appears--a male sea lion, banking, turning, in his own realm...
The flowered cloth, the rubber fin...
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