Some fences are made of old planks, others are dashed with barbed wire.
Yet another kind, the one I’m most familiar with, has none of those restrictive elements. No nails, no warning signs, no sharp edges, no electricity, no height, not even presence. That kind of fence uses, for only defense, immensity. It’s called the ocean - more efficient as a barrier than any obstacle I’ve seen, while even more appealing and inviting because of its very own nature. It’s the ultimate fence, the one that keeps you out until it forever keeps you in. Once the Sea flows in your veins, she will never get out. But until that moment, she is the meanest guardian of everything not here. Trespass, promise, threat.
And orange at times.




























« I have the cleanest and wettest LCD screen on the planet right now...
Date of comment: 2007-09-16 18:16 •Um. That really doesn’t sound right, does it. There’s a rabbit around here somewhere. »
« Pee Ess, as estorbo would say.
Date of comment: 2007-09-18 10:00 •It’s all gorgeous, but the ship with the light, as though sliced, is amazing...very special feel. »
« 3 to 6 : kitsilano beach ?
Date of comment: 2007-09-19 01:17 •once again, ces photos sont troublantes. à la limite d’une autre réalité.
merci de les avoir publiées.
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« Marie: Thank god LCD screens have no emotions...
Date of comment: 2007-09-19 02:22 •Brigit: no, in fact they were taken from English Bay, at the bottom of Davie... »
« Nice pictures. Incredible light!
Date of comment: 2007-09-19 02:55 •Soothing effect. Thanks Vince. »
« Hi Em’
Date of comment: 2007-09-19 03:08 •Nice of you to drop by. How are you doing? Glad to hear about the soothing. They do that to me too. »