One day, diving below the Morro Bay T-Pier, as I searched among the thick clusters of metridium anemones that carpet the pier pilings, an octopus, no more than the size of my fist, floated down from above, stopping right in front of my camera housing. Perhaps the octopus sensed my frustration about a lack of subjects to photograph and offered itself, for it spent the next 10 minutes posing in front of my camera as I clicked off more than 30 images of it from every conceivable angle. I firmly believe the octopus was interested in this big lumbering animal dressed in thick neoprene, blowing bubbles and lighting up the dark bay water. Sometimes it is possible to touch, even briefly, another existence.                    
                                                                                                    Gary Powell
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