Our relationship with water is as primal as our fear of fire. Water is life's medium par excellence. Unfortunately for us, our ability to breathe through gills is long lost. In order to re-visit life's cradle we have to bury ourselves in cumbersome gear, carry dangerously filled compressed air cylinders on our backs and be subjected to the un-physiological effects of pressure. But all the efforts are handsomely compensated by the sensorial overloads one gets from being weightless, able to move in every direction including up and down, swim with the fish, seeing the play of the sunlight on the water. Words are but clumsy instruments when trying to describe the whole experience. Millenary wisdom has it that a picture is worth a thousand words.                                                      

So it is.










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Photo by Vasco Pinhol© - '98