Rock, Pebbles and Shadows September 8, 1968, Point Lobos, California How Edward Weston must have thrilled to discover such a magical place (five decades before I did), that so seductively tempts the photographer with black and white film near by! When I set out to visit this place from far away Montreal, it was the Daybooks and their reproductions that drew me. I had no thought of doing anything original in such a storied setting: I simply wanted a piece of it for myself. What I learned much later was that, even with E.W. etched on my brain and living in my heart, I could do nothing other than make a picture of my own. This image has always seemed "difficult" to me - slightly off-balance and ominous, even psychological in a way that Weston never would have done.