If someone asked me before I lived on an island how often I went down to the sea, I think I would answer “every couple of days.” In reality it’s more like every other month. Life and responsibility takes precedence over at the seaside, but it is a place I absolutely love to go.
In mid-August I took a train into Palma, and then rode my bike along the trail on shore. The light was amazing, and why photos from the trip have a sort of Kodak Portra film quality to them that is not normal for my work, but that I’m actually really enjoying.
