Imagining, Reimagining, the Ephemeral—Photo Essay
It was a Saturday evening walk on the beach. The clouds were becoming dark and dense and it was going to rain sometime soon. Perfect weather for a walk. The sand was damp and my feet were sinking in a way it rarely does on this stretch of the estuary, but it’s been raining a bit so no big surprises there. But what did surprise me were the sand patterns I walked into. Animal skin textures. I could see a panther or snake skin. Kind of eerie, but fascinating. I took tons of photos. I’m not exactly sure why these traces of dark black integrate into the grey sand, perhaps it is the silt from the river. It’s the conclusion I’m inclined towards, but whatever it is, the contrast creates patterns that are mind blowing. So focused on the hundreds of variations, I didn’t see what the footprints were doing until my return. Wind swept sand, silt churned from the river—black and grey with a grey sky, I was in heaven—or thought I was until I started noticing the footprints. Some of the recent ph...
