Ok, so maybe I’m not the one getting my groove on but tonight I spent some time with someone who spends a lot of time dancing. When you think about ballet a few things probably come to mind. Bright lights on stage perhaps or perfectly positioned dancers reflected in the mirrors that surround them. Pink tuelling and pretty little satin shoes. I on the other hand think of silhouettes against a beach sunset and cold feet from prancing around in the the salt water of Puget Sound. I think about mud and old pilings on the shoreline. Tonight I spent a sunset at Titlow Beach letting my creative juices flow – such a refreshing experience to be able to let my feet sink into the mud while seaweed fell from my subject’s outstretched feet:
The first one is by far my favorite – and I can’t wait to see it printed as a poster:
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