One moment of my childhood that sticks in my mind was throwing rocks into the Pacific Ocean as the summer sun set along the California Central Coast. My family and I were staying across the street at a motel along Moonstone Drive so we were all out there just living life that day. Not thinking about money, work, girls, band practice, getting called names for your skin color, death, etc… Just throwing rocks into the ocean.
So I’d been trying to conceive of a picture at Moonstone Beach since I started shooting pictures. I hadn’t taken a single picture here all this time and it wasn’t until this trip that some creative juices started flowing. I walked up along the boardwalk, up and down onto the beach along Moonstone Drive for an hour or two until I realized the interesting thing was that the rocks wash up with every single wave. You can hear them rolling like marbles and feel them hitting your feet with the incoming tides. Almost as quickly as they arrive, they leave for sea again repeating the cycle time and time again. It reminds me of life in a way.
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