Photography

Timelessness


a walk of rememberance.












There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more.

George Gordon Byron



















At the beginning, only the sea.
There was nothing, absolutely nothing.
She was the spirit of what was to come.