We only had a few minutes before the tide came up, time for us to walk along the cliffs to discover a secluded beach. The ocean had retreated, leaving behind a path of moss still wet with salt water. We were the first to leave our footprints there, the sand was not packed by endless tourist passages and we could still sink by our weights.
Read MoreUluwatu is end land of Bali where the sand is white, the surfers' spot at the foot of endless cliffs, with incredible waves and miles of coral reef. I could spend hours watching the waves take shape and redraw themselves offshore. Like a canvas that is constantly reinventing itself or the only solution to immortalize it and photograph it. We imagine the power of the waves to the power of its sound.
Read More