February 28 th, 2016, in the morning. It is raining so badly outside that one wouldn’t expect a photographer to get his gear out and go to the sea. I decide to do so though, and my faithful camera says fine. When I finally get there, what I see catches me immediately: the spectacle of the roaring dark waters rushing towards the rocks is just fantastic. I haven’t got the proper lens with me, but I decide to shoot no matter what: I know the Furies are expecting something from me that cannot be refused.