As each tide recedes along the Victoria Tower Gardens’ foreshore, an island of pale yellow sand is left crowning a beach of multicoloured rubble stones.
A sliver of sand…
A golden sliver of sand framed by pebbles and mud,
with Nature’s ephemeral artwork briefly sculpted, etched, and swept clean by surging tides, giving for ever fresh canvas for shadows, footsteps, and myriad forms …
Sea of sand with swirling waves, imprints of sudden changes, moulded by contrary currents, trapping for a while between its crests random objects and occasional artwork to be borne away by the next flood tide.
Tabula rasa every tide…