Friday, November 13, 2009
The sand plunges beneath the waves here. Tidepool mirrors exaggerate the emptiness of the washed out sky. Plastic bottles tangled in dried out garlands of seaweed & copper wire adorn the water’s edge. This is either the beginning or the end of something, take your pick. The light is fluoresecent & saturates the beach so that there are no shadows. Underwater you’ll find the shadows of those that have drowned & the light is turquoise like the windows of a Mexican church.