Diving in Juniper Springs, Ocala National Forest, Florida.

My father, heading towards the hole from which the spring water comes up out of the ground.

My dad and brother, anchored outside of the spring.

My dad, shooting me shooting him.

Looking Up

Florida, June 2013

Roots

One of the first film shots I shot. It's nothing special really, just a fond memory. This was in Florida years ago. I was pretty stoked I dug this up.

Old man and the sea

For the week I spent surfing and seeing family in Florida I would generally dawn patrol on this particular stretch of beach, and would come across this same old man every morning. He would be there fishing before I was and would stay longer than I would. I was astounded at this man's dedication to the sea. I never got the chance to talk to him, but it seems like he's been doing this same routine for years. All I could think of is how I can only hope to be that passionate about what I love doing when I'm his age.