At the edge of the world blows an offshore breeze. The hostile environment that prevents the road from going any further, as well as the people that are drawn to the final stop. Surfing is why he came to Tofino and it’s a part of his lifestyle and livelihood. The cold water of the Pacific Northwest isn’t much of a bother anymore, a 5mm hooded wetsuit has become a neoprene security blanket over time. Winter is when the most storm systems hit our rugged coastline and it’s when his work becomes play.

From laughing hysterically as the next set approaches to fearing for safety while drifting into a shallow reef. The moment he thought he was going to die, he’s never felt more alive. Bumpy boat rides, endless drives, getting skunked, scoring waves, chattering teeth, numb feet, blacking out, drowning cameras, with all the mental frustration and suffering for serotonin. It’s an abstract drive to project the ordinary as extraordinary. The goal is to capture an instant in time and reflect its beauty back out. Like a lighthouse at the end of the road, simply showing what’s already here...