Santa Monica Beach
For a long time, it was my therapy. It was the thing I always kept for myself. It showed me how I see the world. What interests me. It honed my sense of composition. I could experiment. My results were beholden to no one. Some days you’re just on. I would always love my LA walkabout photo missions. This was one of those days, wandering around santa monica, just feeling curious, interested, inspired, and on point with shooting. There was an energy to the beach that day. This image is how I remember that energy.
For a long time, it was my therapy. It was the thing I always kept for myself. It showed me how I see the world. What interests me. It honed my sense of composition. I could experiment. My results were beholden to no one. Some days you’re just on. I would always love my LA walkabout photo missions. This was one of those days, wandering around santa monica, just feeling curious, interested, inspired, and on point with shooting. There was an energy to the beach that day. This image is how I remember that energy.
For a long time, it was my therapy. It was the thing I always kept for myself. It showed me how I see the world. What interests me. It honed my sense of composition. I could experiment. My results were beholden to no one. Some days you’re just on. I would always love my LA walkabout photo missions. This was one of those days, wandering around santa monica, just feeling curious, interested, inspired, and on point with shooting. There was an energy to the beach that day. This image is how I remember that energy.