It all seemed a little crazy, and to be perfectly honest I was a little nervous. I hadn't driven through Mexicali in a decent 6 years. The notion that I had spent over half my life to this day in that part of Baja California seemed a strange and distant memory. But there seemed to be no other option. I had to make it to San Felipe to shoot this line.
What is Terra Incognita?
Land unknown, metaphorically speaking. When I design my mind often wanders South. South to long shreds of uninhabited coast line cradled by volcanic cliff sides. South, where a salted bed of dust meets auric dune sculptures that embrace seas as old as time. South, where I spent my Summers on long desert rides across Laguna Salada. Camping in the sand and fishing with nets. Returning home with more happiness than I could contain. It was here where I learned as a child how resilient a desert is, and how fragile in fact, humans are. This season inspired me to retrace roots, to return to the soil where I spent so many years, and the vivid dreams came back to life. The sea as old as time was even larger than I had remembered. Immense and beckoning, with an aquamarine no filter could ever imitate. A sleepy fishing village rests devoid of once colossal dreams. Desolate half built resorts now belonging to the locale that is San Felipe. Cardóns, Prickly Pears, Cholla and Ocotillos dust the desert floor as if a small child had spilt their bag of toys. A perfectly placed mess. The enormity of it, the sea, the lonely desert, the broken abandoned buildings all seemingly unreal. A place of mystery and an understated, effortless beauty. I hope you enjoy this line as much as I have enjoyed creating it.
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