Precipice
North Berwick, Scotland
29x37 inch C-print
2010

One of the many reasons my friend Nancy and I travel and work so well together is our mutual understanding of the best way to pass twenty or forty or sixty minutes while awaiting an exposure. This one I remember particularly well. In direct violation of my girlfriend's pre-trip admonition to us both, we did take our lives in our hands by scrambling up the wet, slippery rocks in the dark to view the night waves crashing on the cliffs far below us. Later on we mused about which was more important for human existence— love or mercy. We reached no firm conclusion, but no doubt we'll take up the question again on some other cliff in some other storm.