A black-and-white photograph taken on the beach of Texel. In the sand are small paw prints, winding in a loose line towards the waterline, which remains out of focus. There is nothing else: no animal, no person, no horizon. Just sand, texture, shadow - and the traces of movement that has just been.
The prints gently slump, as if they could be erased by wind or tide at any moment. The black-and-white film enhances that sense of impermanence: the sand seems almost dust, the shadows of the prints something you can no longer grasp.
This was the last beach walk - the viewer doesn't know that. Yet you feel it. In the absence, the silence, the loneliness of the prints is everything: presence that just was, and is now gone.
The composition is simple, almost empty, but charged.
It is not a photograph of the beach. It is a photograph of what remains behind.
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