I've tried to categorize all my photographs from the coast into themed 'portfolios', but some images just defy my attempt to fit them in with others.
| The landscape right where Cedar Creek empties into the Pacific Ocean changes with every storm, with every tidal exchange. This little curve, though, has been there as long as I've been photographing on Ruby Beach, although there's a different amount of driftwood each time I visit. |
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| Photographing on the Pacific Coast, I've learned that you don't often get spectacular skies. When you get them, though, they can be jaw-dropping. This beautiful cloud formation blew up in a very short time one morning. |
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| The fence is there to protect bird nesting habitat from being destroyed. It's awfully hard to stop a sand dune, though. Ever since I made this photograph, each time I look at a sand dune, I wonder what's buried underneath it. |
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| I made this photograph on a hike up from Rialto
Beach with a good friend of mine, Barry Sherman. On our
hike back to the car, I remember that the surf was rolling the
pebbles on the beach over one another, and the resulting noise
sounded strangely familiar. Several weeks later, I went to see a play, and finally realized that the tumbling pebbles sounded exactly like applause. |
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