Vancouver Aquarium

When I was 6 years old I saw the ocean for the first time.  I was immediately mesmerized. I wish I could remember exactly what I thought, I can imagine it must have been a shock for a girl who grew up entirely on the prairies. I had never seen so much water. I do remember standing determindely on the deck of the ferry as we went over to Vancouver island, despite wind and rain, because I didn't want to miss seeing any whales. My dad finally convinced me to come inside by getting a crew member to reassure me that if the captain saw any whales, he would announce it so everyone knew. 

Since that day, I have continued to be facinated by the ocean and it's myriad of life forms, eco systems and ways that it affects our life on land. For most of my childhood through to secondary school, I wanted to be a marine biologist. And even after I changed my focus to art and animation, the sea had already made it's way into my heart.  

Going to the aquarium, knowing that I will be leaving the sea far behind, was a kind of good-bye. Admittedly, a brightly coloured and wonderful good-bye, like any look into that almost alien world is.