Editor’s letter With the pull of the compass, our bearings shift and dance, swelling in waves and spinning in whirls, replotting our reference points. Feel the sharp air and its sting of salt, clearing the mind, making your words flow. And you only had to be transported, to kindle that sense of curiosity. Aude Revier Postcard by François Ollivier His first profession, light designer for the stage, honed his eye. Today, improvising with his Nikon fuels his creativity. This month, a nod to Miami, where the lifeguard towers on South Beach at dusk (his favorite hour) look like nothing else on Earth. 10