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Saying goodbye is hard, and while he’s gone the long lonely days and nights seem to drag on forever, until that wonderful day when Dad comes back from the sea. But all too soon, he’ll be gone again.
The sun is sinking and there’s a cooling breeze coming in off the flats. The birds are feeding and all is well with the world. It is that special time, just before sunset, when everything has a golden glow – that magic moment …
Off the Beaten Track
There is a place in the Out Islands where time seems to stand still. A place the world has forgotten, where life is slower and more natural. A place that is ... off the beaten track.
With this picture I wanted to take something very ordinary and overlooked, and turn it into a design element full of color and energy. This island laundry line was perfect. Every time I look at it I can almost feel the sea breeze and smell the salty air. Can you?
Just a quiet, sandy back street in a sleepy island town far away from the modern world. Sounds of birds chirping and palms rustling float through the perfumed air. All is peaceful and life goes on in this tropical village somewhere in your imagination.
This is a typical Dutch West Indian (cunucu) house. Maybe a fisherman and his family live there. The sea looks too rough to go outside the reef right now, and the weather looks uncertain. Maybe better to just do some repairs inside or see about supplies for the next trip out. But first, best to secure everything just in case a big blow does come.
With full holds and happy hearts, the tired crew head home to cool showers, hot food and warm welcomes.
The only pressure at this place is what to do, way out there, so far away from the modern world. Let's see: snorkeling? Beachcombing? Hammock time? What sounds good to you? Of course at the end of a quiet lazy day the pier is the best place to see another fantastic tropical sunset... and another... and another...
In the Out Islands there is a secret place. It’s just a shady palm and an old beach chair but it’s peaceful and the outside world is far away.
Three Tree Key
In this scene, I wanted to create a feeling of mystery. An untold story. Who arrived on this out-of-the-way beach and where did they come from? Are they just visitors? Or pirates? Or smugglers? Is anyone else there? What will they find on the other side of the island?