Empty Barrels of Glass
An unridden wave. It seems like a waste to a surfer. But is it?
Is it an empty canvas, waiting to be enhanced? Or is it a masterpiece complete,
perfect as it is.
Living in the shadows of the Channel Islands, local surfers spend months mind surfing
perfect little barrels, dreaming that the waves were just a little bigger.
Or that they were tiny little surfers, locking into the confines of the perfect micro tubes.
But after countless hours of mind surfing, one comes to realize; these waves are perfect
as they are. With or without being ridden by a human. They have completed their long
journey with a final flourish, right here on your beach.
Still, I wish they were a little bigger…..
