On the Isle of Skye, A late summer sunset sang to us. A song beckoning the watchers into the present. As if the universe gently encouraged us to simply watch and be. The island gestured with a casual swing of the arm ‘Look at this beauty, you shouldn’t miss this’. When a feeling of wholeness collides with the certainty of gratitude what emerges is an experience that borders the spiritual. Something that cannot fully be put into words.

(A2 Limited edition of 20)