Dear Summer is a love letter not to summer but to Florida. I made these photographs along its southern coast, from the Keys to Fort Lauderdale, during all four seasons. South Florida’s seasonal changes are subtle and hardly palpable; for most of us, it feels like summer year-round. Except for a few chilly days in the middle of a winter cold snap, you could visit the beach daily if you wanted to.
I often find myself there almost unintentionally, drawn to the unique and distinctly Floridian energy of the beach. For at least the last seven years, I’ve photographed South Florida’s beaches—and strangers, the sea, my friends, and the energetic buzz of life that thrives near the shore.
Dear Summer is not just an ode; it’s a diary of home, a document of a place that’s always warm but forever changing.
I often find myself there almost unintentionally, drawn to the unique and distinctly Floridian energy of the beach. For at least the last seven years, I’ve photographed South Florida’s beaches—and strangers, the sea, my friends, and the energetic buzz of life that thrives near the shore.
Dear Summer is not just an ode; it’s a diary of home, a document of a place that’s always warm but forever changing.
