I live on an island. It's a big island with a bridge to the mainland, but still an island, and the sea is part of daily life. I do a lot of beachcombing here and have developed an obsession with photographing the things I find. Although the photos look vaguely scientific, with echos of pressed botany specimens and Linnean classification diagrams, they are not. They include only things that catch my eye, things that are unified by their location and my curiosity. Beachcombing is fundamentally a treasure hunt, an emotional and old-fashioned form of exploration that depends on serendipity, suspense, and glee. To make sense of the things I find, I need science. Researching my finds can lead through marine biology, glass-making history, geology, chemistry, climate, oceanography, local settlement patterns ... Science exists to answer questions. These photos are my way of framing the questions.