Sunrev Journal

The Five Marks

Every mark we draw began as something we watched the water do.

The Five Marks

Every mark we draw began as something we watched the water do.

Sea foam sweeping across dark volcanic sand at dawn

On Black Sand

Come stand, just once, on sand that remembers being lava.

On Black Sand

Come stand, just once, on sand that remembers being lava.

ʻIwa gliding on the updraft through first light over Sandy Beach

Before the Wind Picks Up

Set an alarm you will resent, and meet us on the southeast shore.

Before the Wind Picks Up

Set an alarm you will resent, and meet us on the southeast shore.