I took a last minute vacation to Barbados with the boyfriend to celebrate his new job. I really needed the break. I know myself well enough to realize that I can push for six months straight until I’m left with no more wick to burn. At which point it takes me four attempts to fill out a customs form and I fall asleep still holding a beer in my lap. Not that that actually happened or anything.
As for the photos: the island was absolutely deserted (it’s the off-season right now) so I enjoyed shooting the scenery during a stormy day. I really love the ocean. There’s something incredible about that much water sloshing around. 400 photos later and I still feel like I couldn’t capture the power and emptiness of all that water, but at least I made a good attempt.
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