Tuesday, April 22, 2008


D70 - 105mm, 1/2000 sec f/5.6, ISO 200

The sound of my awakening is the waves’ rhythm of a lazy sea.

I hold sand tightly in my hand.


  1. back to the ocean
    without explanation
    surface waves
    stirring the depths
    of the imagination

    smelling the salt air
    here in brooklyn

  2. A comment on "Reflections"
    So succinct and precise. Yes that is the battle in a nutshell. Ourselves--others--we are all one.

    I was thinking more about you describing your thinking. Each of us brings our own experience to your images and words and thus they are transformed.