Good, more than good, a picture to look at, marvel and stay thinking .
A foot print , still on , next sea wave it shall be no more.A foot print, in the fluid , unsteady sand , the sea no more than a precarious foam. Everything in your picture remembers me of transient , split second of elapse time, nothing is to stay or to remember it was, for a split second , an human being, with an intention to print his/her mark. What for ?
Like our split second of a whole life , what for ?
I love this picture , maybe more today than in other day.
Why ? As Pessoa said, maybe because I feel everything is too boring , today, now, is the end of a stupid Sunday and time ahead more stupid Sundays are waiting for its time.
I love this picture, Helena, this picture is a lecture about "Time".
Abraço,
jorge
