While visiting my sister in Maui, I looked at the pictures on her walls and loved the beautiful vistas she had shot and edited personally. Her family could be seen in the distance. It seemed more like a visceral memory than portrait or a landscape. I strove to mimic that the next time I went to the beach. It happened to be with my other sister –who was visiting from Utah with her son and my mom. It was the end of the day, but the kids were loving the water, especially my nephew. It was his first time to see the ocean, and his laughter could be heard wafting over the white surf. I hope these pictures have a certain feeling – different from my other pictures. Perhaps it’s just a quiet moment in time in a place that is important to me.