Mystery of Waters

Mystery of Waters

This underwater portrait series, dedicated to my dad, captures that mystery. Beneath the waves, I’m alive, listening to the sea’s voice. It calms when we heed it, but fear can shipwreck us. For now, I follow its current, trusting where it leads.
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As a child, I’d sit by a creek near a friend’s cabin, hypnotized by the icy trickle over smooth stones. It was a sound that stitched itself into my bones, a melody I carried through decades of life. Later, as an adult, I found myself drawn back to water again and again—thirty summers spent camping by a remote lake in the mountains, its surface a mirror for the sky, its depths a cradle for my restless spirit. 

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As we feel the whispering vibrations of the sea and hover on the waves of the present, we realize that each moment flows into an unknown destination. Everything melts down into a new mystery since 'now' will never come back, and 'tomorrow' is uncharted territory. ("Voices of the sea")
Erik Pevernagie