This is the beach I grew up on. While visiting, I suddenly saw a little girl in an
orange bikini, just like I used to have 30 years ago. Had a bit of a Proustian
moment, and wanted to try and convey that in the faded look of the shot.
I've also been looking too much at the work of British Photographer Paul Graham,
who uses fog as a metaphor for division. I wanted to try and create that feeling
of remembering that innocent absorption, but at the same time feeling so removed
from it. Oddly, after taking this shot, I realised there was also a line drawn
in the sand, in the foregound!