- Ink and ballpoint pen
- approx. 6.9x9.9"/176x250mm
The dizzying cliffs fall all the way to the ocean without a break. Perched up on a ledge near the top, a few houses look out over a vast sea. On days like this, you can see all the way to the horizon. Trees and scrub cling to every crevice that holds enough soil to nourish their roots. The rest is bare rock, the Bones of the Earth. Down below, waves wash incessantly as they have for millions of years, slowly, slowly, inexorably carving away, a few grains of sand at a time.
For a moment, we stood and saw what it looked like. Though we may not notice the changes, it will never be the same again.
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