The Salt on the Skin
The smell of damp wood always brings me back to the riverbank, to the way the air feels heavy and thick, like a wet wool blanket draped over the shoulders. It is a scent of rot and rebirth, of silt stirred up from the bottom by a wooden oar.…
The Weight of Shadows
There is a peculiar geometry to the way we inhabit a space after the sun has retreated. During the day, we are defined by our movements, by the tasks we set for ourselves and the clarity of the horizon. But when the light fails, the world undergoes…
Sunset on Epi Island by Stefanie Laroussinie
This is the usual beautiful sunset on Epi island in Vanuatu. The native organized every year a traditional canoe race. For this special occasion, many cruising yacht came to spend an amazing time of sharing the happiness of this paradise!
Award…