In the sand of a beach, during the summer, you can discover acrobats of concentration, acrobats who make the vertical to read an invisible book and acrobats who perform risky somersaults driving themselves into the trunk of a tree from a shipwreck. Anything goes up.
Although they hide from the sun its splendid magnificence makes us succumb to its charm. From the lush landscape, the detail of its stems and leaves, and the sinuous fractal detail that nature deposits in its seed containers.
I especially like the flower in the pond. It has been almost a miracle to do it. The rest of the series has no special interest but can be seen without further ado. I like the one of the girl who doesn’t have her feet on the floor and watch a guy who looks in the same direction. Today I did something with the shadows. The projected branches in the sand… Summer, days, casual things.