Our herring craft, our trawlers, our fishing smacks as well

[sovay]

I dreamed of writing about an unofficial slow marathon of sea-movies and shorts I had been watching over the course of the month, most of them discovered obscurely on various streaming services. None exist in my waking life; all had some element of the weird or the speculative, mostly in low-key, low-budget ways where a sci-fi first contact was as ambiguous as the relationships between the members of a psych-rock band taking a yacht down the coast of California in the '70's. At least one of the features I loved enough to want to track down the rest of the writer-director's work. A couple of the shorts were conceptually cute and didn't do much for me as movies. Otherwise most of the day was doctor-oriented, but so has been the entire week, really.

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[luzula]

But when I was something like a year and a half old, I was taken to see the century tides, and I jumped into them in the middle of winter (and was pulled out of the freezing water and shucked of my red-and-white snowsuit and wrapped in a sand-scratchy blanket in the back of my grandparents' car), so the general feeling in my family is that the affinity started early.

That is a strong affinity. : ) I went sailing in the archipelago on the west coast of Sweden from an early age, and I do like the sea, but it was a much stronger experience to me the first time I went to the Swedish mountains. As a teenager I never wrote poetry about the sea, but I did about the mountains.