I look for stories that celebrate life’s more intimate moments. In doing so I’m questionably the same
person who knowingly wansts to be a visual storyteller.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

tuna 2

Sailing isn't for the squeamish. This also applies to boat owners who can expect to encounter a variety of sensory experiences. Sometimes there's just too many elements; too much land, too much water, too much air. And in Fortuna's case, a 1927 wooden boat, there was too much fire....intentionally set by a homeless man who had a beef with the yard owner.


Fortuna, named after the goddess of good fortune but beginning to signify what she is costing my father, is being restored for the second time. She has a legacy that spans 85 years and encompasses a cast of characters.

Restoring her to health this time is Billy, one of only two traditional wooden boat  builders located in the midwest. On Sundays you can find him in his workshop, which he's transformed from a place of quality craftsmanship and innovation to a gentleman's den equipped with fine cigars and brandy. Though I was disappointed to discover that no one wore a crushed velvet smoking jacket.