The Dark in the Lens
A Journey Through Waves, Stars, and Silence
Imagine surfing under a canopy of stars, right beneath the Orion constellation…
This evocative phrase resonates like a mantra, the opening line of a cosmic voyage. It's the inspiration behind The Dark in the Lens, an experience that transcends mere surfing, offering a profound perception, a sensory immersion into nature and its mysteries. A full night dedicated to listening to the forces that surround us, and perhaps, those that reside within.
The idea takes shape as the sun slowly retreats below the horizon.
One by one, the pieces of our small, portable light come together. The atmosphere thickens, becoming almost sacred. We are full excited in advance. The world transforms. It's as if everything synchronizes with another rhythm, slower, deeper.
11:40 PM.
We slip into our wetsuits. Words become unnecessary. We approach the lineup, and the moon's glow reveals the arrival of the first sets. Our beacon ignites, cutting through the darkness with respect, not violating the night but carving a passage for us. It's here that the true journey begins.
In the water, every sound is transformed. Silence is never truly silent. There's the breath of the ocean, the beating of our anticipation. The wetsuit adheres to our skin, but it's the soul that dives in first. The moon watches from above, still and ancient.
The stars are reflected in the sea. The waves, in the darkness, seem to carry liquid galaxies.
… and then it happens: we enter another space. Where time bends. Where surfing is no longer a sport, but a form of listening. Each wave is a curve of the universe, a threshold, a possibility. The weight of the day dissolves in the foam. Our minds empty. What remains are our bodies, our breaths, the sea.
The Dark in the Lens is more than just an aesthetic vision: it's a nocturnal ritual, an inner practice, a declaration of love for the mysterious. It's surfing as an act of meditation, of connection. It's the darkness that ignites the light within. It's about losing oneself. And finding oneself, always, in the infinite curve of a wave.