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"To bask in this light, to lie under the surface and look up at it filtering through from a world above that you’ve all but forgotten; that is to know heaven." Alex Beckett
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Along the Coast (1958). Directed by Agnès Varda.

"Clay" A photobook by Jean Pierrot __ Excerpt: “On a cold night, driving through a silent pine forest at the time of creating this book, a close friend spoke to me about the mineral world: the world of the non-living, the world of all origins. “That’s where life begins: out of nothing. And that’s the world that interests me,” he said.
With this forgotten sensibility, I wanted to explore that which most are out of tune with nowadays. Grains of sand caught in your pores and in your hair. Salt crystals that dry on your skin after the sun sucks all the water back towards the sky. A warm dune at your back with a well traveled, cold wind blowing past your face. And a clean sky that makes you feel as if the atmosphere around you couldn’t get any thinner and you’re moving through the raw elements of the universe. When millions of sea shells and driftwood beneath your feet make you feel like you’re the last living thing standing. The thrill of loneliness and learning to lose all sense of time…
…To find a desolate landscape and discover a sensory wealth.”