The story of Griz

I made a promise to myself 16 years ago to make an image of my friend Rick's dog named Griz. I was struck at how Griz would wait patiently everyday at the beach access for Rick to return from his paddle. Eyes to the horizon, waiting to catch sight of Rick returning to shore in his outrigger canoe. I wanted to document the faithfulness and the companionship all of our dogs provide.  Griz has been gone for awhile, but he will never be forgotten. He is part of the history of beach access 94 A.

 

In the upcoming months, I'm hoping to further explore the story of Griz, Bella and other beach dogs of the area. 


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