The Sea.

It’s been a completely normal and healthy obsession of mine as long as I can remember. From childhood days walking the beaches of Vancouver Island, to later days staring at puddles in rural Ontario and wishing I was gazing across the vast ocean.

The crashing waves, ocean breeze and salty air and inky depths of the deep contain such intrigue. The ocean, in all it’s calm and fury has always been a comforting constant, one way or another, the beginning, and the end of my story.