I live by the sea, but I’m not the type of person you’ll find hanging around at the beach or going for a swim. But I love walking by the sea in winter, or at times of the day when it’s quiet, or when it’s the weather driving people away. I like to take photos of the beach when it’s empty, or slicing fragments that make it look abandoned. These are moments when the day-to-day begins to fade away, when ordinary troubles start sounding distant and unimportant. There is just this quiet conversation going on between you, the sea, the sky, and you’re reminded you’re the smallest of the group.

Another wonderful thing going on here — moments within moments. What are those two people seeing? What are they thinking? What are they feeling? I try to imagine all this. I try to imagine watching the scene from their perspective. And at the same moment I’m behind them, my wife at my side, and I’m capturing this scene, making it part of my moment, my perspective. Then I think about all the times this is happening, everywhere, and I quietly smile as I walk away.