Day two's sunset was at Barking Sands, the extreme other end (from where we're staying, and where we usually play: Hanalei/Haena/Princeville [North shore]) of the almost-full-circle road that nearly circumnavigates the island, and abuts Na Pali on the South side. We've never driven this far before, and we decide unanimously that it's time. It was a bit of work getting there, all told.. but as a girl told us later, "when you take the trouble to get out there, it's going to reward you with an awesome sunset."
I think that was proven true on this occasion.
We were discussing, as I was shooting these and the sky kept becoming more and more dramatic, that a photograph, no matter how wide the lens used or how high resolution the image, cannot come to close to capturing one one-billionth of the immensity that is contained in a scene such as this. As such, please forgive me for not being able to select a single image here as "ah, yes.. this is the one I want.. it clearly communicates what I was seeing." I couldn't make it happen in an image. It was just too... big. God, or the Great Magnet, or Chaos, or whatever you do or don't think is responsible.. "nature," then, maybe.. is sure one hell of an artist.
In this instance, the "art" was being experienced by me with all my senses at once, and some senses I can't really name, as well. Again, it was big out there on the seeming edge of the world. The island felt tiny, everything to the West of us was just so fucking big, so I myself, on that 11-mile-long and barely-populated beach, felt all the more small. Or rather, right-sized. I spend a lot of time being the biggest thing in my universe. Wearying. It's kind of a relief to be small, relatively speaking.
