
I cannot swim. This is a daunting reality that I can't help but confront when I see people do what appears to look like gliding and skating on
water. This is a body of images that reflects my awe for the surfers I met at Far Rockaway beach in New York. The people, their love for their surf boards, and their determination to succeed
are incredibly infectious. What I found my self most drawn to was the idea that both preparation and failure flank the romance of riding the wave.
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