Beneath the endless parade of buffets and lazy afternoon shuffleboard games, life on a cruise ship contains a mysterious anonymity, a unifying (defacing?) feeling of being lost in the crowd—”on this floating city, we become one.”

To spend a day with Aunt Sara, a lively 90-year-old,  is to live in a timeless tale that repeats (with slight variation): each hour has an habit, a light, an object, a movement, a sound.

These fields of color originate in sea and sky and horizon line, imbued with the emotion of raw beautiful nature, turned completely upside down to heighten the magical effect of rare light-soaked moments.