Learning about the state of our oceans can feel like watching a cherished home crumble under the weight of neglect. The dismantling of a house is methodical: permits secured, utilities disconnected, and furniture removed. Then comes the demolition, cascading from the roof, down to the walls and windows, until the foundation itself is bulldozed.
Learning about the state of our oceans can feel like watching a cherished home crumble under the weight of neglect. The dismantling of a house is methodical: permits secured, utilities disconnected, and furniture removed. Then comes the demolition, cascading from the roof, down to the walls and windows, until the foundation itself is bulldozed.
Learning about the state of our oceans can feel like watching a cherished home crumble under the weight of neglect. The dismantling of a house is methodical: permits secured, utilities disconnected, and furniture removed. Then comes the demolition, cascading from the roof, down to the walls and windows, until the foundation itself is bulldozed.
Learning about the state of our oceans can feel like watching a cherished home crumble under the weight of neglect. The dismantling of a house is methodical: permits secured, utilities disconnected, and furniture removed. Then comes the demolition, cascading from the roof, down to the walls and windows, until the foundation itself is bulldozed.
Learning about the state of our oceans can feel like watching a cherished home crumble under the weight of neglect. The dismantling of a house is methodical: permits secured, utilities disconnected, and furniture removed. Then comes the demolition, cascading from the roof, down to the walls and windows, until the foundation itself is bulldozed.
Learning about the state of our oceans can feel like watching a cherished home crumble under the weight of neglect. The dismantling of a house is methodical: permits secured, utilities disconnected, and furniture removed. Then comes the demolition, cascading from the roof, down to the walls and windows, until the foundation itself is bulldozed.
Learning about the state of our oceans can feel like watching a cherished home crumble under the weight of neglect. The dismantling of a house is methodical: permits secured, utilities disconnected, and furniture removed. Then comes the demolition, cascading from the roof, down to the walls and windows, until the foundation itself is bulldozed.
Learning about the state of our oceans can feel like watching a cherished home crumble under the weight of neglect. The dismantling of a house is methodical: permits secured, utilities disconnected, and furniture removed. Then comes the demolition, cascading from the roof, down to the walls and windows, until the foundation itself is bulldozed.
We all have experienced a heat wave in our lives. So we all know how tiring and oppressive that is. Oceans can have heat waves as well, warming up the water. This has some consequences.
The ocean was once a stranger to me. I would have loved the exposure as a kid; waves at my feet, sand between my toes, and salty air in my lungs. Instead, I knew blizzard-swept winters and summers marked by wide horizons and fields without end. As a young kid, the ocean was just a vast blue body of water for playful seals, a dolphin or two (thanks, Free Willy), and the menacing Great Whites of Jaws. With only films to frame my view, I couldn’t have known about the intricate life processes beneath the waves.
Conservation is about collaboration, and collaboration is what we are discussing today.
The Balean Founders Story with Bart Oor and Sander Brienen
We all have experienced a heat wave in our lives. So we all know how tiring and oppressive that is. Oceans can have heat waves as well, warming up the water. This has some consequences.
The Balean Founders Story with Bart Oor and Sander Brienen
The Balean Founders Story with Bart Oor and Sander Brienen
The ocean was once a stranger to me. I would have loved the exposure as a kid; waves at my feet, sand between my toes, and salty air in my lungs. Instead, I knew blizzard-swept winters and summers marked by wide horizons and fields without end. As a young kid, the ocean was just a vast blue body of water for playful seals, a dolphin or two (thanks, Free Willy), and the menacing Great Whites of Jaws. With only films to frame my view, I couldn’t have known about the intricate life processes beneath the waves.
The Balean Founders Story with Bart Oor and Sander Brienen
Conservation is about collaboration, and collaboration is what we are discussing today.
We all have experienced a heat wave in our lives. So we all know how tiring and oppressive that is. Oceans can have heat waves as well, warming up the water. This has some consequences.
The ocean was once a stranger to me. I would have loved the exposure as a kid; waves at my feet, sand between my toes, and salty air in my lungs. Instead, I knew blizzard-swept winters and summers marked by wide horizons and fields without end. As a young kid, the ocean was just a vast blue body of water for playful seals, a dolphin or two (thanks, Free Willy), and the menacing Great Whites of Jaws. With only films to frame my view, I couldn’t have known about the intricate life processes beneath the waves.
The ocean was once a stranger to me. I would have loved the exposure as a kid; waves at my feet, sand between my toes, and salty air in my lungs. Instead, I knew blizzard-swept winters and summers marked by wide horizons and fields without end. As a young kid, the ocean was just a vast blue body of water for playful seals, a dolphin or two (thanks, Free Willy), and the menacing Great Whites of Jaws. With only films to frame my view, I couldn’t have known about the intricate life processes beneath the waves.
The Balean Founders Story with Bart Oor and Sander Brienen
Conservation is about collaboration, and collaboration is what we are discussing today.
The ocean was once a stranger to me. I would have loved the exposure as a kid; waves at my feet, sand between my toes, and salty air in my lungs. Instead, I knew blizzard-swept winters and summers marked by wide horizons and fields without end. As a young kid, the ocean was just a vast blue body of water for playful seals, a dolphin or two (thanks, Free Willy), and the menacing Great Whites of Jaws. With only films to frame my view, I couldn’t have known about the intricate life processes beneath the waves.
The ocean was once a stranger to me. I would have loved the exposure as a kid; waves at my feet, sand between my toes, and salty air in my lungs. Instead, I knew blizzard-swept winters and summers marked by wide horizons and fields without end. As a young kid, the ocean was just a vast blue body of water for playful seals, a dolphin or two (thanks, Free Willy), and the menacing Great Whites of Jaws. With only films to frame my view, I couldn’t have known about the intricate life processes beneath the waves.
The Balean Founders Story with Bart Oor and Sander Brienen
Conservation is about collaboration, and collaboration is what we are discussing today.
The ocean was once a stranger to me. I would have loved the exposure as a kid; waves at my feet, sand between my toes, and salty air in my lungs. Instead, I knew blizzard-swept winters and summers marked by wide horizons and fields without end. As a young kid, the ocean was just a vast blue body of water for playful seals, a dolphin or two (thanks, Free Willy), and the menacing Great Whites of Jaws. With only films to frame my view, I couldn’t have known about the intricate life processes beneath the waves.
