What is it about the ocean that is so calming to the spirit? Is it because its vastness makes us and our problems feel so tiny and insignificant? Is it because we are born from water? And maybe, as a result, we are looking for some sort of rebirth out of water? I don’t know. All I know is that sailing out into the Persian Gulf on that perfectly still morning bordered on – dare I say it – the religious. So much so that I almost forgot I was supposed to photograph it all.