Ocean

Every winter I need my ocean fix. Minnesota winters are long, cold, and dark. By February they seem even longer. So I leave.

It’s a privilege, I know. One that I’m deeply grateful for. It’s not the beach but the ocean itself that I find myself longing for.

It’s vastness, the sound of the waves, and all of the unknown that it embodies, all its secrets and life. This piece is inspired by one such trip.