The circle of life. Rafa is the one I’m passing this sport on to. Yes, I hired a coach for him. Carlos, from AllDREAMSURFSCHOOL. My hope is he will love it as much as I do. From the way it looks, I believe he does. Even though he doesn’t speak English and I don’t speak Spanish (fluently) we share a language; the love of the ocean.
You are beautiful and wonderfully made!
One Good Thing Leads To Another
I have had to re-think a few things. Such as what do I want out of my photography.
I know more ~ what I don’t want to do.
The first days of a long journey.
As you sit, oceanside, at Adelina’s, you know Costa Rica. Family, happiness and health. That is what drew me to this country. I absorb the love here and feel honored to be apart of their lives.
I look at this photo and stare.
I’ve heard it’s ok to glance at the past – as we need to – to examine our life, enabling us to change and to grow. This photo makes me stare. Continue reading A Sprinkle of Sadness
Everybody has one.
I was going through old journals this morning. Hand written. Obviously, back from the days when I use to draw. A long time ago.
Life has changed. People have changed.
Bocas del Toro is no longer the hidden spot that it once was.
I have been re-born 4908 times, since the day I did the skeletal drawing.
Each day a new beginning.
Each day a new creation.
My first trip to Costa Rica!
It was intense. There were so much to figure out. I had planned this trip for a year. As I prepared, running hundreds of miles, in flat Florida; I was told by everyone that I was going to get killed. Either by the waves, or a knife wielding native. I disregarded the negative vibe.
I stepped into the unknown. And on this adventure I met, the positive surfer, Samantha Seyda, at the Mal Pais surf camp. She too is from North Florida. The side-kick above, her daughter, was her traveling companion.
It’s all a long story, but what’s important for this post, is that Sam, took me under her wing and showed me where to paddle out, in the channel. There was a big swell that trip. Continue reading Mal Pais
Here we have tourists.
They like many before, have decided that the best place to view the surfers, is directly in front of me, with my camera. At least they didn’t bend over, and start collecting shells. However, if there wasn’t so much action going on out in the water, they probably would have.
We never really see all that’s going on around us.
For one, I don’t have eyes in the back of my head.
In this picture, you’re not aware of me, the surfers, the boats, or the big waves of the North Swell.
You only partially know what these posing spectators look like. They have been fractionally, obscured from your vision. Continue reading The BIG Picture
Don’t want no cold on me! Give me friends, a board and waves.
Pura Vida