What one finds there is snaking rebar and graffiti'd concrete poking up out of the ground. A bunch of rebel artists adopted the site and began crafting sculpture and plywood canvasses from found oddjects and acrylic paint they hauled in.
Today, I found Einstein and Salvador Dali.
It's a two-part job capturing oddities there on film. There's morning shots, and shots that'll have to wait until late afternoon, when the sun gilds the west side of the spit.
Right after I found this heart, a big huskie named Pacman snuck up on me from behind. His owner said Pacman thinks everybody loves him. I told her I thought they probably do.