I love the ocean. I’m not sure how I fell in love with it, but I did. I grew up in Utah and have lived in Idaho for the past 20 plus years, but somewhere along the way I found the ocean. Every chance I get, I head to the sea, most frequently to the Oregon Coast is my destination of choice. I love the smell, the sights, the sounds. Waves crashing into a rocky shoreline or sitting on a sandy beach. It is all good to me. I can sit and watch the waves for hours and never tire of the experience.
While observing and experiencing the ocean, I am often drawn to the horizon, that line where sea and sky meet. There are times that it is nearly invisible, as the two blend almost seamlessly together, and at other times there is a distinct line. The reflection of colors bouncing off the water, blending in very abstract ways, depending on the wave action is fascinating to me as well. The longer I sit, the more I realize there is to see. The more I attempt to photograph my vision, the more I realize that my vision is very fluid. I see differently, depending on my circumstances. It keeps me coming back for more. And every time I do, I am not disappointed.
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