27.0 - Ocean Echoes

Ocean Echoes

This is a work of memoir, self-reflection and revelation. In these three images I'm depicting the visualization of Sami's significant memory when the ocean changed his perception of life once and for all.

Ocean Echoes

Many years later, as he was looking at a dead fish by the shore, Sami was to remember the calm and cold waves tickling his toes when the tips of his fingers became his ears. It was another sailing day in the middle of the ocean. Sami left his room to the sound of crashing waves.

Behind the rails, he stood and stared at the next tide as it vanished at the horizon. It took one full minute for the tide to travel until it lost its form. Those sixty seconds worth of distance appeared rather obscure to Sami… Looking at every direction, except for the sky, the land seemed just as far west as east, north or south.

The wind carried no familiar voices, yet the depth of its howls swallowed his surroundings. Just when a wave surged out of the gut of the calling wind and whacked up the boat and spilled few small fishes. Sami, startled, was laying on his back, wit and out of breath. His eyes fluttered as fast as the fishes’ rattle, and all he could hear was: ________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________.

The fish next to him carried the scent of sea salt and death, “I feel raw and— fresh” he thought to himself, and closed his eyes. The image of the dead fish head, with one glasslike eye to inspect, would always be in the memory of Sami for his thoughtless negligence.