Hammond Raffetto Art
Tropical waters are doubly beautiful for the colors above and below. The green of jungle shores and mountains, the piercing broll isn’t sky filled with impossibly towering billowing white clouds, the endless arrays of blue below. Sharks on the reefs and in the lagoons, even in groups, nevertheless seem solitary. following their own internal map, swimming slowly now and then flashing to investigate something. Never stopping, no pauses, just movement. In and out of sight, now here and then gone, above and below, each doing their own thing. But these two seemed to be of a mind this afternoon. When they took their leave, they left together, not quite arm-in-arm, bur still together.