The salt seasoning of the ocean air, breeze blowing off the waves as they constantly roll over one another makes itself to my face as I stare towards the setting sun. This is what inspires me. The clouds that draw from the ocean pass over my head, but the sun that feeds my soul still warms my skin. From this air, this ocean air, that pulls from the sea, that carries the clouds, that cools my skin and that provides the unforgettable imprint upon me I draw my inspiration.