 |
| waiting for me |
last week i was down on long island. every may i have this sort of homecoming. i go down to long island, ny to work with a crew of amazing snowboarders to get their feedback on the product we are developing for the upcoming season.often, i also have the opportunity to see some friends i have known for almost 20 years to go back to parts of the island where i grew up.
Monday night, i stood on the ocean, on the edge of the beach at twilight; the waves lapped at my feet. the ocean were calling me. if i did not have a company dinner waiting for me, i probably would have leaped into the water and transformed into an
undine. i miss living where the land meets the water. i miss the ocean.
 |
| close up: waiting for me |
 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |
| close up: waiting for me |
 |
| waiting for me: close up |
 |
| close up: waiting for me |
maybe this is why today, i have been able to finish two new pieces inspired by sailor's valentines. "everthine" and "waiting for me." perhaps the salt is still on my skin and in my hair, i can still hear ocean calling me, all the way up here in the mountains. i can still feel the wind blowing through your hair. if you ever lived near the water you will know exactly how i feel. if not, perhaps my new sailor's valentines can evoke the sad melancholy the ocean brings to me....
 |
| ever thine |
 |
| everthine: close up |
 |
| everthine; close up |
 |
| everthine: close up |
 |
| everthine: close up |
