The whole photography thing came to me pretty late if I’m honest. I was 23 when I had just finished my University Degree studying Media & Communications at UTS and I had no idea what I wanted to do after studying. But the one thing I did know was that I didn’t want to jump straight into a full time job where I was going to be stuck in an office all day.
Growing up in Puerto Rico, the ocean has always been a part of me. I’ve spent
countless hours in the sea, capturing its raw energy. It’s that one place where I can free my mind. It doesn’t matter what part of the world I find myself, I can always find peace in the ocean.
Salt water cures everything… Often we say “I need to take a dip in the ocean”
As if it has some type of healing power. My connection to the ocean is strong, as it is my refuge, and the source to my income. In dyer time we as a community have been isolated from some of our most primal connections. The Ocean… But why? And is it for good reason?
My inspiration for photography comes, that "Beyond the horizon" there are endless possibilities for outcomes. To reach this state of consciousness we must always be very well balanced and also meditation helps me a lot.
I grew up in a town about 40 miles from LA and about the same distance from the local beaches, Newport and Huntington. When I was about 7 or so, mom would throw me and my two brothers, both older than me, and their friends and often my cousins, into the back of our pickup truck (no seatbelt laws back then) and drive us to the beach.
Hey there, my name is Jesus Salazar, my family and friends call me Chuy (Chewie as it sounds in English). I was born in Ensenada, Baja California, this is where Mexican surfing started about 60 or 70 years ago. I'm proud we have a solid surf/skateboarding scene here in our small town.
My name is Helio Antonio and I’m a photographer from Nazare, Portugal. Photography appeared in my life when I got into surfing and felt this urge to take pictures of the waves. I was dazzled by perfect barrels and wanted to capture the beauty of what i was watching in the water.
Well it all started as grom, learning how to read and surf waves on a body board at the ripeful age of 7. Seeing people standing up got me curious, so I started standing up on my body board.
My name is Ollie Whitham, I’m 18 and I was born and raised in Fremantle, a little port city, just south of Perth, Western Australia. Having bought my first DSLR, I quickly became intrigued with capturing the natural world in the form of landscapes and animals.
I arrived at the beach, when it was still dark, but anticipating an early sunrise due to Daylight Savings. As I patiently waited, I set up my gear, and got my suit on, but after all that, it was still dark as fuck.
Growing up the son of a surf photographer, surfing was a given and photography came naturally, however combining the two has proved difficult as I love surfing too much not to participate every time it’s pumping.
Growing up with a huge interest in surf was a lil’ bit harder, when you lived in the suburbs. A suburban kook, weekend shredder…never a local.
My name is Jack Bober and I am a 16-year-old photographer from San Francisco, California. I am a full-time student, but on the days when the waves are perfect, I will stay at the beach from sunup to sundown.
Swimming a solid day at Pipe is a calculated risk. While my heart pumps out of my chest, I assess the strength of the current. Before I start to swim out I look back to align myself with my trusty landmarks.
My godmother and I have always had a really powerful connection, almost as if we’re the same person. She’s like a drinking buddy and a motherly figure all rolled into one, which is why I’ve considered her as my second mom.