The sea is powerful, seriously powerful. It can throw huge, heavy pieces onto its shores. Massive branches and even parts of trees sometimes wash up on the long sandy beach in Porat Bay. Wood that has rolled in the sea for a long time takes on a particular grey, a soft texture, a surface that is gentle yet worked, strange forms, and often new inhabitants.
There are plenty of them, but this one caught my eye because it was absolutely saturated with tiny shells. Driftwood is already textured by its life beneath the sea, where it has surrendered to marine forces and chance. Then these small shells decorate that surface, scattering themselves into colonies. Artists turn driftwood into pictures and sculptures because the sea has already done half the work, and they find inspiration in its forms. To me, this one, dusted with little shells, is an artwork all by itself.
