Posted a similar batch of images from this series a few month back, maybe even half a year ago. In that post I talked about the need to live with images for while before you realize what you had seen during the shoot, what’s good, and what’s shit. Went back a week ago and looked at that gallery of images and decided I did not like them at all, and one of the reasons is because they were all black and white. After seeing one of the images by chance in color, it occurred to me that the subtle colors of the locations that translate in the images are very effective. They are real and tell a good story. My appreciation for more subtle colors is growing quite a bit. Especially after spending time on Instagram and seeing how people feel the need to have everything perfect. Perfect isn’t real.
Cape Cod has been my families summer destination for as long as I can remember. It takes up a huge place in my heart, and one that I can’t possibly explain to anyone who has never been. There is something so uniquely special about it. A quality that you can’t find anywhere else in the world. Winter isn’t quite done yet, at least that’s what I’m telling myself as the snowboarding itch hasn’t totally been scratched. Then again, it never really is. Still though, I’ve found myself already thinking about Cape Cod, a lot. Among the many things I look forward to every year is the seafood. Even living in San Diego where we have access to top notch seafood, I still crave the east coast offerings. Oysters being one of them. I’ll never talk about the exact location of this oyster farm, as it’s the same place we go to harvest our own clams. A little hole I hope to be going for the rest of my life. Go find your own spot.