Halo-halo

Greatest Hits #0755

While visiting the islands, my friend Sammy and I jokingly made the comment to our Hawaiian friends that it was “the land of epic sunrise and sunset”, comparing to our home state of California where the coast is fogged in two thirds of the year. In the tropics, the fast moving cumulonimbus clouds and trade winds almost always produces a spectacular display of colors during the golden hour.

Almost every evening, we returned to the front of the Barefoot Beach Cafe in Waikiki. Small ‘jello’ miniature waves form on a tiny sandbar juxtaposed with the concrete pier creating the illusion of people walking into the sunset. It was a perfect little wave machine despite only a foot or so in height with all the swell blocked by the outer reef. 

When you spend as much time observing waves as much as I do, you start to notice similar patterns anywhere there is moving water. If one were to ask what the subject of my photography is, it would be color. I’m always on the search for nature’s lurid palette. 

This photo is printed on acrylic and hangs on my dining room wall; one of the few images that is good enough for me to stare at indefinitely. 

August 17, 2015 | Behind The Shot