Thursday, March 29, 2012

The Beach



This photo, taken by Sean Davey, is one of the most beautiful images I have ever seen.  It is a picture of simplicity.  Beautiful simplicity.

Taken somewhere on a deserted beach in northern New Zealand, this picture captures the vast color palette of a Southern Hemisphere sunset.  The water serves as a perfect reflector, capturing every detail of the sky in mirror form.  But the first thing that catches the eye is the lone vehicle.  I like to think that it belongs to the photographer.  After a long day of surfing, he stayed until the end in order to witness this magnificent sunset.  

When it comes to photography, I have always enjoyed looking at pictures of sunsets, beaches, and cars; this photo contains all three.  I believe that everyone needs to have a vivid image or "happy place" stored in their memory.  That way, when life gets tough, you can be transported to a far away place, if only for a short time. 

1 comment:

  1. After the Kenya trip, one of the guys shared this quote from Dostoevsky's The Brothers Karamazov about the power of memory. It is told by the main character, Alyosha.

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    “You must know that there is nothing higher, or stronger, or sounder, or more useful afterwards in life, than some good memory, especially a memory from childhood, from the parental home. You hear a lot said about your education, yet some such beautiful, sacred memory, preserved from childhood, is perhaps the best education. If a man stores up many such memories to take into life, then he is saved for his whole life. And even if only one good memory remains with us in our hearts, that alone may serve some day for our salvation. Perhaps we will even become wicked later on, will even be unable to resist a bad action, will laugh at people's tears and at those who say, as Kolya exclaimed today: 'I want to suffer for all people' – perhaps we will scoff wickedly at such people. And yet, no matter how wicked we may be – and God preserve us from it – as soon as we remember how we buried Ilyusha, how we loved him in his last days, and how we've been talking just now, so much as friends, so together, by this stone, the most cruel and jeering man among us, if we should become so, will still not dare laugh within himself at how kind and good he was at this present moment!” - Alyosha, E.3 “Ilyushechka's Funeral”

    Just thought of you when you were talking about cherishing a memory

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