09/22/2026
Today I asked Google to find artists creating abstract artwork directly on oyster shells.
I didn’t mention The Painted Oyster, and I turned off my location.
This was the answer.
Now, I’m taking Google’s rather generous description with a grain of Salish Sea salt. Search results are not an art jury, and technology can know more about us than we realize. Still, seeing The Painted Oyster appear first made me pause.
When I began painting these shells, I wasn’t trying to reproduce something I had seen elsewhere, quite the opposite actually.
I saw each reclaimed Pacific oyster shell as its own small, three-dimensional canvas, shaped by tide, weather and time.
I see each shell as a simile for our lives. Transformation, adaptability and beauty where others don’t see.
Perhaps what we are creating here really is a little unusual.
And that feels rather wonderful. ❤️