From Coppertone to Quiet: A Winter Sunrise on a Once-Busy Beach
The same beach that was packed with sunbathers in my youth looked completely different this winter morning — minus one overly enthusiastic black lab. Here’s the story.
The ocean is never the same twice—and that’s where the magic lives. My seascape photography focuses on the rhythm of water, changing skies, and the meeting point between land and sea. These images are shaped by early mornings, quiet horizons, and moments when the world feels briefly at peace.
Seascape photographs bring a sense of openness and breath to a space. They work especially well in environments designed for reflection and calm—places where light, movement, and emotion are meant to coexist.
The same beach that was packed with sunbathers in my youth looked completely different this winter morning — minus one overly enthusiastic black lab. Here’s the story.
The Story: Powdered Sugar and Possibility The night I photographed the blue moon over the Newport Bridge was special for me. It was the culmination of a lifetime of memories that center around the Newport Bridge. This bridge has always tugged at my heartstrings, and is featured numerous times in my photography. Officially, it’s the
The Story: When Sunrise Doesn’t Cooperate Some mornings just don’t give you anything. On this particular sunrise at the Newton Avenue Rocks in Narragansett, Rhode Island, I wasn’t feeling it. I had positioned myself right at the tide line, working the movement of water over the rocks, hoping the sea would give me something dramatic.
The Story: Soft Sunrise On a chilly morning, I brewed a strong cup of coffee, loaded up my gear, and pointed the car towards one of my favorite beaches – Narragansett Town Beach hoping to add something fresh to the collection. Narragansett Town Beach has long held a spot in my heart. Back in high
Seeing Old Places with New Eyes Revisiting the same places — at different times of day, in different seasons, under ever-changing skies — is one of the great joys of photography. Familiar landscapes become brand new. Old haunts reveal new stories. Rocky Point Park in Warwick, Rhode Island is one of those places for me.