The island’s weather in November is always stormy — and mysterious.
Why mysterious? Because here, within every natural event, you can feel something hidden moving beneath the surface.
That day, the clouds suddenly covered the sun, and for a brief moment, a face appeared within them. A golden light broke through.
Maybe the only right thing to do at that moment was to capture it — to take this photograph.
A door opened among the clouds, and a presence beyond the light called to me: “Come.”
Maybe I should have gone — but how?
Soon after, a great storm struck the island...
and the next series of photographs continues the story.
