There was a certain weight to the light that evening—soft but insistent—casting just enough glow to outline the waves as they curled and broke. I dropped low to the sand to let the movement of the surf dominate the frame, giving the shot a more grounded, visceral feel. The black and white treatment helped strip everything back to just shape, texture, and contrast. It’s in moments like this, when the ocean lifts and falls in steady rhythm, that the silence becomes the most noticeable thing. The foam at the front settled gently over the sand like a final breath, while the crashing water in the background offered a kind of raw energy. I didn’t want to overthink the composition—just let the light and motion speak for themselves. There’s something about photographing waves in monochrome that feels timeless, almost as if it could have been captured a century ago or yesterday. It’s that quiet blend of power and stillness I keep coming back for.
Welcome to my world of photography. I am Martijn Jebbink, born in the Netherlands and living in Rome.
I grew up in a small town, surrounded by an impressive forest. In that environment I developed my own way of looking at the world. At first, I didn’t see..
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