The image above is one in a series of photographs which celebrate the beauty of the wave. We've all stood by the shore during a storm and watched large waves jack up into furious towers, pounding the shore and clawing at the rocks. Impressive and primal. . There is beauty, art and music to be found in the little wave as well. The wavelet in my image was two inches tall (about five centimetres for anyone born after 1970). The repetitive arcs on the bottom of the image are created by panning (moving) the camera while using a slow exposure. Every little point of light begins as a highlight on a dark, wet pebble. The motion of the camera turns them into grins... . ...and grin I do. From ear to ear. From coast to coast.