Location: Corona Del Mar, CA.
Setting: Cloudy, early morning at the beach.
For some reason I knew right off the back that I wanted my death to be at the beach, because it’s a place I always knew as being calming and serene. With that said, I started to imagine the different situations that could happen at the beach that would ultimately lead to my demise and would ironically be opposite of what a peaceful beach represents. I’ve thought of a scene where my body would be washed up on the beach with torn clothing, cuts, and blood as if attacked by some kind of creature of the sea. I also thought of a bit less gruesome scene where I simply die from a sudden slit of the throat by some psychotic passerby, while I innocently read a book on the pier’s bench. However, neither of those scenarios became reality, for new inspiration struck when I arrived to the actual location.
Corona Del Mar has a location off to the side where a very rocky landscape can be found near the shore; thus, the moment I seen it in person I decided I would literally fall to my demise. It was a bit of a hassle to get out to the rocks and they definitely weren’t the most comfortable things to lay on, but it was a sacrafice I was willing to take. Ultimately, with the help of one of my close friends, Alfredo Sandoval, my death was able to be captured.
Photographer: Alfredo Sandoval