When I think of my fondest childhood memories I go back to when I was four years old and my parents had a sailboat called La Sirena, which means the Mermaid, and was where my infatuation with mermaids and the ocean was born. Years later, in fact, I tattooed an homage to La Sirena on my leg, a gigantic all black drawing of a mermaid in the style of a graphic novel, who somehow managed to look like she was dancing flamenco, which was some pretty magical foreshadowing to me later moving to Granada in the south of Spain. Moving between Granada and Malaga, I spend so much time admiring the Mediterranean with it’s bright blue water and sandy beaches, but the Pacific Northwest will always give me this sense of nostalgia and feel like home. Deep blue, greens, dark seaweed, purple starfish, barnacles, cedar and madrona tree covered islands, seals and orcas, and that Pacific ocean smell…

My dad and his friends Dennis and Sue took me out on their beautiful sailboat and we stayed over night in Shallow Bay at Sucia Island in the Salish Sea, and even though the horizon was hazed over by the smoke from the B.C. fires, it was an incredible trip. The haze, although strange to get used to, made a beautiful diffuse light which was actually pretty cool for photography, and the moon was unreal; bright red in the the night sky.