Growing up, there was always this one kid who walked according to their own path. They didn’t follow the trends. They didn’t imitate the heroes of the day. As a youth, they were frequently the outcast. In adulthood, that individuality garners followers. The lone bird at the bottom of the image seems to be that one kid.
I didn’t grow up near an ocean so am not sure what type of birds these are and can’t pick them out by the shape of their wings or the color exposed by their open arms. If I had to hazard a guess, I would say pelicans.