In 2019, I photographed a series of still-life images in studio, using shells, rocks, and other small objects found along the shorelines of Bermuda and Canada. These photographs explore the sadness, the hope, and the physical longing inherent in a long distance relationship. The shell, evocative and sensual in its contour, but also, of course, inherently empty and hollow. The rocks, seemingly strong and steadfast, yet thin and crushable. Each still life is a symbol of the expanse of ocean that divides us and the longing for connection. The photos were supposed to be in an exhibition in an art gallery. Then Covid hit. The exhibition got cancelled, and all of us were experiencing separation, isolation, anxiety. The project seemed small and irrelevant, so I put it away. I found the photos in my archives a couple of days ago, as I was looking for something else, and I really enjoyed going through them again. So here they are, I am happy to present them to you today.