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Dead Reckoning
They told us the sea was too wide, the waves too wild, the boat too small.
But no one told the boy.
He folded his faith into paper, set it on the water, and called it a vessel.
This is what youth does — it does not consult the odds, it does not audit the horizon, it does not ask the storm for permission.
It simply goes.
Above him, a seagull charts the same impossible air, wing against the wind, not despite the gale but because of it.
We were all this boy once — before we learned the weight of water, before we measured the sky and found it wanting.
But the horizon has not moved. It is still there. It is still worth reaching.
The question is not whether the paper holds.
The question is whether we will fold.
Dead Reckoning — Giclée print on Hahnemühle German Etching 310gsm fine art paper. Available in three sizes.
Dead Reckoning
They told us the sea was too wide, the waves too wild, the boat too small.
But no one told the boy.
He folded his faith into paper, set it on the water, and called it a vessel.
This is what youth does — it does not consult the odds, it does not audit the horizon, it does not ask the storm for permission.
It simply goes.
Above him, a seagull charts the same impossible air, wing against the wind, not despite the gale but because of it.
We were all this boy once — before we learned the weight of water, before we measured the sky and found it wanting.
But the horizon has not moved. It is still there. It is still worth reaching.
The question is not whether the paper holds.
The question is whether we will fold.
Dead Reckoning — Giclée print on Hahnemühle German Etching 310gsm fine art paper. Available in three sizes.