Along the shores of the Hudson River, the railroad line isolates muddy coves. That's where the bog people live.
At high tide they look like the roots of trees washed down by floods. But as the tide goes down and the sun goes down you can see their glistening eyes watching you.
Plein-air painters working unaware along the shore sometimes feel a tendril wrap around their ankles. So when I sketched this guy, I kept my escape route always in view.Display Comments Add a Comment