Photography is, above all else, for me, an experience. Not really a process. Not a product. Not a document. Not a recording or a memory. At least not fully. I take pictures like this one and bring them home. I might set this one as my desktop background for a week or so. Like falling in love with a new song and playing it over and over again till you learn the words and the melody seeps into your soul. I remember vividly walking on the boardwalk in Colonial Beach, passed Lemon’s Snack Bar and headed toward the Pool Room, Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl) by Looking Glass, blaring on the loudspeaker. Whenever I hear that song, I am immediately transported back in time where I am sixteen and a bikini is still part of my wardrobe. In the same way as a favorite song, a well-loved picture moves me through time. This picture will always be about my experience of seeing the world pared down to what really matters.