22/03/2026
In the late afternoon, my boyfriend and I plopped into a boat with about half a dozen other tourists. We had come to Portugal on a whim and on a whim decided to tour Lagos’ many grottos. The caves, arches, and cathedrals were awe-inspiring. There was so much beauty both in scenery and in love; I wanted to capture all of it. Two-and-a-half years later, I am finally going through the images. I have been disappointed that I can’t render more of the photos to reflect the immensity of the ocean in front of me, the towering rock formations above me. Sometimes a photo series does not happen the way you want. Sometimes it just doesn’t cooperate with my grandiose visions. Sometimes, you have to keep the photos merely as memory. Occasionally, however, you do get one. I look at this photograph and see it as I saw it then. Light. Shadow. Rock. The endless ocean.
