by Phillip Philbeck
| A friend
and I decided to take a trip to Hilton Head and Charleston, S.C. It was
just before July 4, the weather was that typical sweet Carolina
summer, lots of happy vacationers and gas was still relatively cheap. Many
associate Hilton Head with high-end developments and houses, but
there are still many natural scenic sites there. The best way to find
them is to ask the local folk, and it seemed Skull Cove was mentioned
more than once. After taking many wrong turns and 45 minutes longer to get
there than it should've, we found it. This area is a beautiful marshy
one. I'm just guessing, but it seems the name may have come from from
the many old fishing boats that were dragged there to just sit or rot
(like skulls and bones) and become a fish hangout. I remember hopping
off the pier into the marsh grass and hearing the clickety click of the
small crabs scurrying about because I disturbed their afternoon siesta. During the course of working on the painting, I decided that someone fishing would be a nice addition. Being that it was around 10:00A.M.(everyone at work), and I couldn't think of any old salt to call and model, I decided that I would be just as good as anybody. So that's just what I did. There I am in overalls and hip-waders. I'm wearing a red shirt to add a splash of color. - Phillip Philbeck
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