Recently we returned from a short vacation.
We, my partner Glen, my 14yr old son Chad and I, spent 5 days in Tasmania.
I will share our Tassie Adventure as I document it but I just had to share this capture of our time at this beach.
7 Mile Beach.
This capture conveys my memories so accurately and exquisitely... I don't think I can convey the emotions that arise when I look at this finished project. The day was overcast (see above photos), it was the THE very last stop on our way to the airport to catch our flight home (except for the fuel station to refuel our hire car before dropping it off). So much of the previous days are wrapped up in this capture. The shells we collected, the colour of the sand, the sky, the ocean, the wind, the sea grasses, thoughts and glimpses of our time spent away. Just the 3 of us. Miles, many miles from home and all that we know to be familiar.
We learnt a lot about each other, a lot about ourselves, things we didn't know at all or didn't know very well.
This capture is melancholic, it's tangible. It's enlightening. It defined and defines so much.
Whether I touched these shells on the beach in Tasmania or I touch them in this frame, if I close my eyes I am back there. It's so much more than shells, a photo and a frame.
The background for the shells is an enlarged photo of the sand from which we collected them from.