The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
2016 was my second summer spent in Alaska working on the back of a commercial gill net fishing boat. The inspiration for this photo series hit me when we embarked on a three week fishing excursion – living on the boat and fishing near the Canadian border. Every day I took photos of our horizons.
The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope.
It took three days to get from Juneau to the Canadian border. We embarked with no assurance of catching any fish – a journey based entirely on hope. Every day the horizon crept closer, yet stayed ever expansive. I would stare at that line where the sea met the sky, wondering what secrets it held for the day. I wouldn’t set foot on land for 22 straight days.