The wind blew cold that day,
Under the pier.
Not with a winter’s chill when leaves have dropped,
Leaving wiry arms and fingers,
Black against the grey sky.
No, the cold of a place where the sun cannot penetrate.
An underworld.
I am not sure why I am so fascinated by taking pictures of the ocean. I grew up in the suburbs of Houston Texas and I never really spent much time by the water. If anyone is from Houston, or familiar with the area, the only water near us is the Gulf of Mexico, and it’s a stretch even calling that a body of water. It is a nasty looking brown color and you get an oily feeling when you swim in it. The contrast from Galveston to California is a million miles apart.
I shot this picture one morning when I wondered down to Newport Pier. I was having problems sleeping and woke up around 4:00 in the morning. I always love getting up really early and driving somewhere new to take pictures. I made my way down to the beach and walked up and down it for a few hours just listening to the sound of the ocean and feeling the waves wash up on my feet. I was amazed at how many stars I could see while out on the beach. I remember looking up and seeing my favorite constellation Orion and how bright it shined in the night.
Around 5:30 in the morning, the surfers started to show and get ready to head out. I sat there and watched as the would stretch and warm up for their morning surf session. Surfing is something that I am fascinated with watching since I had never seen someone do it till last year. It seems like a delicate ballet between the ocean and the surfer where the surfer is trying to tame the ocean. There was one surfer who was far better than the others around him. He was what one would picture a surfer to look like, long hair, no wetsuit just board shorts and tattooed. The way he moved on the water was like watching Anna Pavlova dancing The Dying Swan. No matter how big the wave or how nasty the swell, he managed to tame it and make it look effortlessly.
I am counting down the days until I can find more time to get back out to California and shoot again. Who would have ever thought that California would have such an impact on this Texas boy.
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