An artist who works in the field of “landscape”, be it painting or photography, is not so much interested in capturing the actual landscape as he is concerned with making the landscape express some aspect of his inner self. According to this theory, a photographer who takes photos of wild lands is not simply trying to capture a scene of rugged beauty as much as he is trying to show the world that he too contains a wild, untamed interior. If this theory is true, it means that many of us landscape photographers aren’t much different from the guy who wears The Mountain Men’s Three Wolf Moon Shirt.
So what am I trying to say with my latest stream of “crashing waves of Big Sur” photos?
The Big Sur coast is the raw edge of the continent. It’s a fantastic accident of plate tectonics. The land rises up to bask in the California sun while the frigid ocean relentlessly tries to break it back down.
Along the water’s edge the land is worn to the bone.
The waves keep coming. For now, the land seems to be winning.
The making of this Big Sur photo series: