The Great Escape

Ever since I can remember my dad has wanted a sailboat. Every time we'd see one his eyes would light up and he'd say, "Court, I'm gonna get a sailboat one of these days." He's got the passion...he just lacks the boat and well, sailing lessons.

There's just something about the open ocean that attracts us. I have the same passion my dad has. It's not so much the actual boat, rather the greatness of the ocean that I love. I love everything about it...it's beauty, it's mystery, the life it contains, it's expansion, it's powerfulness. Something so amazing could only be the work of God. One minute it's as calm as a bathtub and the next it's strength and fury explode. The ocean's a world that's bigger and more complex than the land and over half of it has yet to be explored.

That's why I chose to study biology and oceanography. That's why Jacques Cousteau was always my hero. And that's why I take pictures of boats. Boats are our outlet to sea...our great escape.