Pamela Leavey

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Wooden Boat Photography

The fine art wooden boat photos available below are some of my favorites, taken at Lowell’s Boat Shop in Amesbury, Massachusetts. I hope they will be your favorites too. Simeon Lowell founded Lowell’s Boat Shop on the banks of the Merrimack River in Amesbury, Massachusetts in 1793. Lowell’s Boat Shop is now a working museum and on the National Register of Historic Places.

All prints are 8″ x 8″ or 8″ x 12″ Giclée Prints on Fine Art Paper. Print prices are $21.99 for 8″ x 8″ or $32.99 for 8″ x 12″, with a $9.99 flat rate shipping fee added at the Checkout to the total cost of your order.

Lowell’s Boat Shop Surf Dory No. 1

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Lowell’s Boat Shop Surf Dory No. 2

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Lowell’s Boat Shop Surf Dory No. 3

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Lowell’s Boat Whale Boat No. 1

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Lowell’s Boat Whale Boat No. 2

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Lowell’s Boat Whale Boat No. 3

8″ x 12″ Giclée Print – $32.99 each

Lowell’s Boat Shop Skiff

8″ x 8″ Giclée Print – $21.99 each

All prints ship within 3 – 7 business days.

Artist Statement: As a photographer I am drawn to color, light, movement, patterns and reflections that occur in nature. I am a visual spatial person who naturally sees what is before my eyes within a frame. Throughout my life I have been inspired by art and nature, each in their many forms. Photography a marvelous medium for me as multimedia artist, writer and photographer, as it provides an instant gratification of creating something tangible that I can share with others. I hope you find inspiration in my work, and invest in my artistic vision. With gratitude… Pamela Leavey

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Poem: Low Tide

I wanted to acknowledge Earth Day 2021 with a piece of poetry, written about my beloved Merrimack River. I am a child of the river. She runs in me…

Low tide—
river’s edge.
Still waters. 
A lone duck, draws
a line 
across the reflection. 

The water—
like glass ripples.
Beyond, spring bustles.
Some days
it even hustles
always calling for introspection

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Tethered

From my manuscript in progress, Reflections on the River...

Tethered

We are all empty vessels
Floating tenuously on the river
Tethered by an ancient cord
To the Earth’s womb.

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Daily Affirmations: In This Moment

I love the feeling of floating in life. You know that feeling, when everything in life is working the way you want it to and you are floating along, flowing on course. In truth, we’re always floating in life, we’re a stick floating downstream on the river of life. Whether life is good or life is not good, we’re still floating. But it’s our mindset that is different. Sometimes we can change that mindset but other times it is best to work through whatever it is that is weighing us down. Maybe we are not a buoyant as we’d like to because we’re going through a lot of heavy stuff in our lives – loss, pain, trauma, grief, financial struggle, drama with others – you name it, these are the things we need to work through as we float downriver.

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Creative Writing and Finding Joy in Nature

In 2015, while working on my undergraduate degree in Digital Communications and Creative Writing I did an Independent Study in Nature Writing. During the class, I had substantial reading list (some of the books are listed below) that I worked my way through. However, I found that the most valuable and instructive time that I spent, while working on my independent study, was actually done outdoors in nature observing it in the area of the Merrimack River estuary lands where I lived in Amesbury, Massachusetts.

At the time I rented an apartment in a historical shipwright’s house on Pleasant Valley Road. All around the house there were woods and wetlands that are protected by the Massachusetts Division of Conservation Services. I needed only to sit at my desk to and look out the window in front of it to see bald eagles and blue herons fly across or even through the front yard.

One day returning from my frequent walks along the river I watched a sharp-shinned hawk dive from a sugar maple tree in the front yard into a yew shrub in front of my living room window (where my desk sat) and lunch on a sparrow.

Sharp-shinned Hawk
Sharp-shinned Hawk
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Food For Thought: The Bend at Eagle’s Nest

Here at the bend in the river, at eagle’s nest, is where the sun glimmers on the water casting its shimmering light in such a manner that it illuminates my mind with both queries and answers simultaneously, for that beam of sun is so brilliant that I am blinded by its presence.

A million words race through my mind ricocheting off the water and tumbling down the river, running off to the sea. It is here in this curve of the river that I let go of a little pain and let in the glorious glow that I seek. I stop, I soak in the sun, and I turn back, warm and renewed, lighter, and brighter. I know the words I spilled down the river will return to me on the page. For it is here, I draft the questions that need answers. And, it is here, that the answers come to me. The light converging on the water, even in its palest or darkest glow, speaks to me, all knowing.

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