The course at Spring Island features sand traps, water hazards and wood storks. See those tiny white dots in the trees? The 16th hole includes the rookery. Pastel on sanded paper, 14″ x 12″. Demo for the advanced pastel class, Spring Island, South Carolina.
I’m not a golfer, but some of my best friends are. Spring Island has a top-notch course, designed by Arnold Palmer, who, I hear, comes back to play from time to time. The greens are hemmed by pines, palms and marshlands. Alligators love the water hazards, and so do wading birds. The 16th hole is colonized by wood storks. Golfers come through here, too, and they’re interesting to watch, but the storks have them beat by a birdie.
A wood stork relaxes. Pencil on paper.
Triangular bills pushed leafy branches ahead of great black-and-white wing canopies on the glide-path down to their bulky stick nests. They preened, tussled, slept, copulated, and pushed each other off perches. Egrets and anhingas snagged smaller spaces between to build their stick nests. They gabbled and croaked and copulated, too.
Intimate moment between two wood storks atop the nest, gently pressed together, one shading the other and giving her (?) a little shoulder massage. Pencil on paper.
It’s our last morning in South Carolina. We’re off to Savannah for the day, then flying back to Oklahoma. Sorry to leave, glad to have been here, hoping to come back soon.
Wednesday afternoon at Little Neck Crossing, where the palm tree meets the pines. Spring Island, SC. Plein air pastel, 14″ x 12″.