The Pacific Ocean is endlessly interesting.  Its look changes in ways that must be infinite, given variations in wave size, frequency, direction, hue, light, and so on.  Consequently, attempting to photograph all its variations is in essence impossible, just as photographing every snowflake would be impossible.  Indeed, photographing the Pacific's infinite variety would take forever, once begun. (And an attempt to create such a catalogue would be fundamentally impossible for another reason: the attempt once begun would fail at the outset, having not recorded images for the 24 hours before the attempt's beginning, nor for the week before, nor for the prior month, year, decade, century, millennium, and so on.)  Practical choices must therefore be made, even by photographers with little to do. 

These next few posts will illustrate a few different recent "looks."  The root goal is simple: illustrating the Pacific's organic fluidity, not all its moods.  Water is, after all, a fluid.   

At its most placid (i.e., pacific) it washes gently and charmingly at the shore, a casual and considerate visitor, lapping at sand and rock with polite equanimity.

Little wavelets bubble gently up the sand, like well-mannered guests (not the other kind) in a Jane Austen novel.

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Waves roll in without drama, running up onto gentle beaches before receding obsequiously, bowing and retreating like courtiers trying to avoid any appearance of offense or threat.

 
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