Spending a weekend at the beach just
activates all those beach memories: the summer I lived in Santa Monica and rode my bike along PCH to work everyday at Champagne Towers, the breakfasts at The Cottage in Laguna shared with friends, fires on the beach on Lido Island in Newport when such
things were possible, watching grunion runs in North San Diego County under stars and the night sky.
For anyone who has experienced Southern California beaches, the glow, glamour, and gorgeousness are not just a daytime thing: more like a 24 hour carousel of moods, shadows and glare.
Trying to capture impressions is near impossible. But we try…
Here are shots of how my weekend at Capistrano Beach inspired me. All Saori on my loom back in the desert…
Back home in the desert where suddenly aloe are blooming and another kind of beauty reigns.