Stories & Essays: Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
"Wildness is a necessity." -- John Muir
Seven and a half miles of beach stretch along the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay in Norfolk, Virginia. There are few, if any, spots in the Ocean View neighborhood where one can actually see the Atlantic. It's a place of inherent contradictions. Vulnerable to weather's every whim, the connection to the natural world, even if not embraced, can't be denied. Once a rowdy playground for sailors, the area was rampant with drugs and prostitution. Residents still boast of its edginess and embrace its diversity. It's a siren call for transients and misfits. But low rent also provides a way out of the projects for working class families. For them, the beach is free. And it's always there.
It's an area filled with pride, yet always teetering on the edge of change. Old cottages are being bulldozed to build million dollar homes. "We're gonna reclaim some of this property, and make it what it should be," said a woman who moved here a couple of years ago.
Competing desires are at the heart of this community. The devil is elusive and we all have our own demons to fight. I moved to this neighborhood two years ago and started documenting. I've found the beauty and complexity here overwhelming and intoxicating. My hairdresser once said to me, "A place so diverse must be forgiving."
In progress