There is a beauty in this love, I mean job of mine that I never really expected once upon a time when I dreamed it up... and it's this: You meet these quite remarkable people. They share your town. Your sand. Your skies. You stumble in awe of their radiance, that day at the meeting. Their laughter. Their desire to just be. And be captured being. And then, as if by coincidence, but not, you meet again. And again. Sometimes in town. Sometimes in the sand. And then again, oh so luckily, in front of the camera. To renew your awe of them. To make you, too, smile. To make every moment of this job a love.
You may recognize these faces. Boy, I know you'll be happy to see them again...
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You may recognize these faces. Boy, I know you'll be happy to see them again...
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