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Photography, Travel & Life on the coast
I’m so excited to finally launch these new prints in the “Beach Days” series! Just like the first three prints that I released in the fall, they are heavily influenced by my Grandfather’s photos from his and my Grandmother’s travels in Europe in the 1920s – 1940s. More here about the story behind these images.
Do you ever create something without knowing exactly why? You just have to do it and get it out of your system. That’s what happened with me and “Beach Days”. It didn’t become clear to me why I created them until I did some soul searching and journaling. What really got me thinking was my
New surfing photography prints! Continuing on the mellow and peaceful side of things, in these new images I wanted to capture the calmer side of the sport. Those beautiful, quiet moments when it’s just you (or you and a few friends ☺) and the humbling vastness of the ocean. I photographed these images at Good
New art prints from Portugal! As I mentioned in this previous Cascais post, I was lucky enough to discover and spend time in Cascais, Portugal earlier this summer, and at the time I’m writing this, I am back again for a few months! 🙂 If you haven’t been here, it’s definitely a place you should
The new series is live! I’m so excited about these new surfing photography prints. I’ve spent the few winter daylight hours shooting them, and many dark winter hours working on them. I think surfing is such a beautiful sport, the perfect mix of zen quiet mindfulness and intense adrenaline rushes. And being totally in tune
Water… life, movement, freedom. It has always intrigued and inspired me. The constant flow, the changing shapes and patterns, the fleeting quality of everything you see. Water has so many personalities and is never the same. That perfect wave you saw yesterday is long gone and is never coming back. That circle of reflected light
Seagulls: Bold, funny, curious and full of personality – I love them! They seem so smart and their “beach bag thievery” antics always crack me up. And even though they live inland as well, I’ve always associated their sound with the coast, summer and vacation. I’m lucky enough to spend a lot of time on
“Summer afternoon — summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.” Henry James said it best. I don’t know about you, but March is my least favorite month of the year. This is when I reach my absolute limit with winter and cold and snow and