Bogumil Pacak-Gamalski

Of many travels this late summer I decided that today, on first day of Autumn, I will create a portrait of meeting two opposite worlds: the sky and the sea. The Northern Atlantic is famous for huge waves. As they rush toward the shore they create a cascade of white foam, as to compete with the white clouds above them. Observing them takes you to another dimension, another wold, when you realize how unimportant, insignificant you are. Just a speck of sand on a beach. Not unlike the little insect you are observing, as it tries to conquer small distances across the sand dunes. It seems like an impossible task: as the tiny insect climbs the the sandy wall, the sand constantly moves from under its tiny legs and the insect falls down. It looks like a monumental struggle through Sahara or Gobi deserts.

But to the ocean and to the sky all of these struggles seem trivial. It has been here before the man and before the insect. Probably will be here once we are gone again.