I moved to the South Shore of Nova Scotia in 2004 and have walked my dogs along the shoreline ever since. There is a special quality of light here. It sinks into your soul and becomes a part of how you view the world. I walk the shore near my house as a flâneur of light watching the infinite variability of the horizon. I now look for that light when I travel.

When you live at the edge of a continent, the elemental force of weather, wind, and wave strips away your sentimentality for nature. You feel the power of the ocean at night as it grinds the granite boulders into sand. After storms, whole chunks of the shore will have disappeared. Hurricanes rip away wharfs and deposit sofas on the beach.

These images are distillations of many walks when the wind blew almost everything away except for the transcendent light. They are intentionally minimal. I did not set out to create seascapes. I’m a street photographer by inclination. The shoreline has become the street where I now most frequently wander.

The video link below will open a twelve and a half minute slideshow. It is a visual diary of my walks by the sea.