Its Only 365 Days
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED
341/365
Friday, March 26, 2010
Royce challenged me to photograph the beach because I'd made the off hand comment that the beaches in the dirty south, are just that, dirty and unkempt, and no where near any beautiful blues or greens of other more scenic beaches. We're the quintessential toilet bowl for the other beaches and oceans and it was my job to photograph that bowl.
Now, I could have gone to the popular beach teaming with the last trickle of spring breakers, but instead I chose to go to a secret beach, which I will never give away the location of, and photograph there. Its laregely unmarked and only the locals in the area (my grandmother), know about it or how to get to it. The reward of all this secrecy is that you get an entire beach to yourself. I was out there for almost 4 hours with only one other family, one couple, and a set of fishermen. I cannot tell you how nice it is to not get hit by an errant frisbee whilst trying to capture a shot.
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED
341/365
Friday, March 26, 2010
Royce challenged me to photograph the beach because I'd made the off hand comment that the beaches in the dirty south, are just that, dirty and unkempt, and no where near any beautiful blues or greens of other more scenic beaches. We're the quintessential toilet bowl for the other beaches and oceans and it was my job to photograph that bowl.
Now, I could have gone to the popular beach teaming with the last trickle of spring breakers, but instead I chose to go to a secret beach, which I will never give away the location of, and photograph there. Its laregely unmarked and only the locals in the area (my grandmother), know about it or how to get to it. The reward of all this secrecy is that you get an entire beach to yourself. I was out there for almost 4 hours with only one other family, one couple, and a set of fishermen. I cannot tell you how nice it is to not get hit by an errant frisbee whilst trying to capture a shot.