I was out on the ocean, sailing under a full moon in Australia. The water moved endlessly beneath me, shifting with the wind and the currents. The only light came from the moon. It felt like time had slowed down.
I took long-exposure photos to capture the movement of the sea. The result was surreal; smooth, flowing streaks of water, almost like mist, blending with the night sky. The motion of the waves turned into something soft and endless, a visual representation of the way I felt at that moment; drifting, free, part of something much bigger.
