The search for perfection consumes and can’t be fulfilled. The perfect wave or the perfect image–both subjective and inevitably unattainable. Fortunately, the journey is worth the gas bill.
Secluded NZ beachie doing its thing/55mm/F9. Photo: Jim Culley
The flying Taniwha Johnny Hicks/100mm/F7.1. Photo: Jim Culley
Pointbreak perfection/100mm/F13. Photo: Jim Culley
Waiting for just one more/105mm/F11. Photo: Jim Culley
Morning glory with Alex Dive/15mm/F5.6. Photo: Jim Culley
One’s company with Luke Ashman/32mm/F8. Photo: Jim Culley
Pulled back and moody/15mm/F5.6. Photo: Jim Culley
Solitude in the Far North NZ/45mm/F11. Photo: Jim Culley
Troy Reily in an early morning gem/90mm/F10. Photo: Jim Culley
Grinding a southern coping/15mm/F7.1. Photo: Jim Culley
Pastel Pits with Alex Dive/84mm/F4. Photo: Jim Culley
Casual as you like with Trav McCoy/8mm/F7.1. Photo: Jim Culley
Avoiding those winter blues/200mm/F5.6. Photo: Jim Culley
An angle usually reserved for those in the line-up/24mm/F5.6. Photo: Jim Culley
Photography sucker-punched me, reminding me of the first time I rode a surfboard across a wave. The search for perfection consumes and can’t be fulfilled. The perfect wave or the perfect image–both subjective and inevitably unattainable. Fortunately, the journey is worth the gas bill.