Looking at the sea, the sky and being in the water whilst standing on the beach. Dawn – day – dusk – night. What results are the impressions left in my consciousness: being with and within? The beach is real and at the same time ethereal. It is here, under my feet, seemingly solid. The water surges around my ankles. Waves, like the clouds, are ephemeral. Awed by the boundless sea and sky, gazing into the aether.