July 2017, is when he experienced a curious shiver within, as our boat leaves the bay of Long Island. The air is wet but it vapourises before the breeze touches his dry lips. One can hardly feel its wetness, on this balmy day. The upper deck is filled with naked torsos who are rubbing sunscreen on each other. He timidly puts his hand into the front pocket of his rag-sack, he fiddles. But he could not find his lip balm nor does he dare to pull out the bottle of sunscreen as that might require unbuttoning his shirt. He clears his throat, takes deep breaths, and smirks in anticipation of what this summer will entail.
This is the beginning of a series of vignettes exploring intimacies, desires, kinship, and resistance amongst the visitors to Cherry Grove, Fire Island through visual, text and storytelling. The 23rd Sumner walk is one of the first vignettes in the series, through his timid eye he discovers a place where the sea sings.