SPLASH IMPRINT
THE WATER ETCHES A MAP
While religiously photographing the same stretch of coastline, years of observation taught me how the water painstakingly carves rocks by the force it inflicts upon them. I documented fierce splashes on massive cliffs but eventually one surpassed all others where each booming arc of white water left another line mapping its path on the 100’ rocky plinth. Nestled in the one “safe” spot I too left my own imprint of awe and reverence.
THE SURPRISE BACKFLIP
The first time I shot here I sat in the wrong spot. Little did I know that the force of white water could flip me over twice within inches of the opposite edge. The camera was destroyed but that last frame was worth it. Later the photos revealed infinite unique shapes like parachutes bursting apart and fist-sized drops hurtling towards me. New methods keep me safer but ultimately water is the drug that encourages my return despite the danger.
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON THE OCEAN
After a terrifying near miss I studied how to “read” water. There is no room for error when I’m precariously perched on a 100’ cliff. Splashes generated by 30’ waves crest the edge with the power of a fire hose. Every time one approaches, I’m filled with awe and hoping this won’t be “the one” that takes me with it. But there is no other way to capture the water forcefully carving the rocks. So, I take a deep breath, brace myself, hold the trigger tightly and wait for the unmistakable roar below.