The ocean, in moments like this, has always reminded me (weirdly) of ice cream–maybe the luscious visual texture produces some kind of synesthetic treat. Whatever the cause, you’ve reproduced the effect in some of these photos and thus restored my access to a way of looking at the world that I sometimes forget in the press of ordinary events. Which is what art is all about, right? When any one of us stops and stares, all of us are invited to do the same–so thank you for that.
Life of Ry 
The ocean, in moments like this, has always reminded me (weirdly) of ice cream–maybe the luscious visual texture produces some kind of synesthetic treat. Whatever the cause, you’ve reproduced the effect in some of these photos and thus restored my access to a way of looking at the world that I sometimes forget in the press of ordinary events. Which is what art is all about, right? When any one of us stops and stares, all of us are invited to do the same–so thank you for that.
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