When I take my camera out, my goal is to come home with one image that has potential. This evening I wanted to chase the sunset, but clouds blew in. Almost everything was covered, so I turned my eyes in other directions.
I noticed a black feather laying in the sand. I picked it up. I then noticed a little area of the beach that was catching light. I stuck the feather in the ground and called it macaroni… wait, no. I then zoomed way in, focused, and waited for waves to come in and out. This exposure with bubbles created a nice contrast. To me, even though simple, an image like this can speak to us on an emotional level that 95% of photography just can’t do. We shouldn’t be making photographs, we should be making poetry.