Sometimes, when life seems to be draining the energy and inspiration out of you, an adventure is needed to get the hamster to turn the creative wheel. It doesn't have to be anything grand or death defying. All that's really needed are some essentials: Cameras, sketchbooks, creativity, steady feet and (if time permits) tobacco; not really an essential but it belongs there anyway.
We drove down to the northern shore of San Pedro to check out some ruins on the beach. On the way we said hi to an old friend and then stopped at a stand that was selling bonsai trees. They were AWESOME. After checking my wallet, I'd hoped that they were cheap (five dollar cheap). Each pot had a little figurine of a man sitting on a rock fishing. Maybe to symbolize the patience required to take care of such a fussy tree. The prices were higher than expected and so we booked it to the ruins.
The ruins, White Point Royal Palms, had been there since the about 40s and with the water forever crashing into them, all that is left on the beach are tide pools and curious rock formations. We had to step on little rocks that protruded above the water in order to get to more stable footing.
I was setting up for a shot and there was a couple to my right who wanted to get a better view at the edge of the tide pools. They turned around to signal their friends and family that they've arrived and were smiling ear to ear. Next thing I see is a BIG wave crashing into the rocks and like the hand of God slap into their backs. They lose their footing and slide back down to where they started their climb. Scary, yes, but funny how the ocean works. I love the ocean.
Hope I didn't fall off my rocker, but this rock looks like a skull.
The horizontal white strip looks like teeth and above that there are dark rings that could resemble a nose.
Right?
Currently listening to:
Keep Pushin
by Kero One
