Sahara… Cloth of Gold

“Here there isn’t a single trace of man’s presence… The wind shapes the landscape as it likes. It is an unchanging landscape which is constantly changing.” Gerard Lanux Wind on desert sand; water on coastal sand… the rhythmic passing of time. I am guessing that every single one of the resulting undulating patterns is different. Like every grain of sand, every star, every pass of weft over warp, every found stone on a beach… all the same, all different. (Ref blog entries: Nov 15 2005 “notes for the day” and Nov17.) Desert breeze, beach tide: both erase the marks of our passing, our presence merely tolerated. It is the order of things here… to be rendered as ghosts in the landscape. Desert sands. Photograph Sue Lawty - Click to enlarge Desert sands. Photograph Sue Lawty - Click to enlarge Desert sands. Photograph Sue Lawty - Click to enlarge Desert sands. Photograph Sue Lawty - Click to enlarge Desert sands. Photograph Sue Lawty - Click to enlarge Desert sands. Photograph Sue Lawty - Click to enlarge


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