I was moving around an abandoned quarry in Maine, looking for possible images. It felt almost like a physical meditation, with the quiet banks full of color surrounding us, the glassy smooth water showing not the slightest disturbance, and the cool autumn air keeping things comfortable.
I had “found” Quarry Wall 1 & 2 across the water in one direction, and as I moved back around to my right, admiring the beautiful colors and textures on the far bank, my gaze settled on a rock right in front of me. Its pointed top looked almost like a sail, a dorsal fin, or a strange conning tower on a submerged base, peeking above the surface to see what these trespassers were up to.
After observing and photographing it, I decided that was its job—to be the sentinel for the rest of the rocks submerged below the surface, keeping an eye out and reporting back with any news.
