WildOcean
about
Wildocean
Living on the coast and having spent much time at sea, Peter and Beverly are deeply attached to the ocean and the wildlife that depends on the pristine nature of the ocean. Travelling to the extremities of the earth once again, they documented some of the last remaining wild ocean areas and their adjacent coastlines, to create an awareness of the astonishing beauty of ocean life and accentuate how precious pristine seas are for both our survival and the wildlife that shares our planet.
The Pickfords write:
‘Water. About 70 percent of the earth’s surface is water, and 97 percent of that is ocean. We come to its edge and let the emotion it evokes in us seep into our consciousness. Serenity if it is calm; excitement and trepidation if it is rushing and wild; awe and fear if it is tumultuous and angry. But to stand on the edge of the ocean is to regard it only as a facet of the realm of land. It is when we enter it and open our eyes in its depths that we are transplanted to the largest universe existing on our planet. A universe only hinted at by what we see breaching its surface before vanishing again into the mystery of the world of the ocean.
It’s a bizarre place where shiny-skinned creatures hang suspended without needing to fly. A realm beyond the constraints of our experience-based conceptual thinking, where slugs sport coats so elaborate, bright, and ornately trimmed as to render impoverished the wildest constructs of our unfettered childhood imaginations. A place where an animal weighing more than ten city busses, with a heart the size of a small car, eats a paper-clip-sized creature, scooping up mouthfuls of tens of thousands at a time. A domain where, in the interests of safety or disguise, some have developed bodies so translucent that one can see their brain and heart through their skin.
This book is our invitation to you to step into that world. There are some who are attempting to probe or reach other planets with rocket ships and space telescopes, but we would urge you to adventure into the world right on our doorstep, revealed to us all by Jacques Cousteau, the inventor of the aqualung.’