One chilly September morning, I found myself on a beach in Evanston, IL. There was no one around, although the evidence of other beach walkers dotted the sand. The billowy clouds, the churning lake, and the loneliness of the beach were quite appealing and worthy of photographing.
I decided to use the empty lifeguard's chair as a focal point to fill in the gaps of the story. To further enhance the sense of slight disorientation I was feeling, I chose to shoot with my fisheye lens.