At different times during our lives we discover elements or phenomena,that has symbolic and deeper meaning to us. This happens. Ask anyone to name elements or artifacts, abstract or concrete that has meaning to them and you'll get a string of answers. So, as with anyone, I have those, too. I've shown some of them here before. I think part of the magick of photography is taking what is important to you, and presenting it in such a manner, that it might be interpreted by someone else, as important, too, on whatever level that might be.

The ocean, beach, sea, as I have mentioned before has always had significant value to me. Partly because of where I grew up, partly because I feel it's so much part of who I am. And even though I adore any kind of traveling, and exploring new places, when I have a choice, I somehow always end up at the beach, or harbour, or somewhere near the sea. It's always been that way. It's as if it calls me. It's so huge and so vast, so powerful.

And then there's snow. I didn't know snow until we moved to the UK 5years ago. And then it took a good two years before we experienced it in all it's glory. I still go slightly insane when it first starts. All the magick of watching it fall, wondering if it will settle, wondering how it will look in the morning, waking up to a snow covered life. . . playing in it, watching the kids and their carefree abandonment. It's like everyone is allowed to be playful again and the normal rules of what goes and what doesn't, is not as important as before. Until it's time to come inside and the entire house is filled with slushy wet clothes distributed over different areas of the house, to dry. . .

So those are two of my "elements" that hold meaning to me on more than basic level. And one of my biggest dreams has always been to see those two together. I found it strange that no one had written poetry about it, or lyrics to some amazing song. . . there is no art that I can think of that portrays it. But since I was a little girl, I have imagined what it would be like to stand besides the ocean and see it being filled with snow. I know that is not what literally happens . . . but I've always wondered how it would feel, what the sounds would be like, what I would see . . . the smell. What it would look like when the snow flakes merge with the ocean, what the waves would do to it, how the surf would be different, how it would look when the waves wash out onto the freshly fallen snow. . . All of it. It's two such powerful elements merged.

When I spent a few days in Sussex last month, it snowed just before we arrived. So I didn't get to see my dream, but I did see what the pebble beach looked like with snow remnants. Took a few pictures. But I know, one day I'll get to experience it. And I'll have the pictures to show for it.