My latest art installation: Footprints On The Dunes (In Luna Sandals)
I wonder what this child was thinking about while they ran through the dunes. Were they loving it? Happy? Angry with their caretakers? Hungry? Free or restricted?
And this adult… are they free?
Horses! Are they beloved companions… or are they the rented beasts in captivity, rented out to the tourists?
A deer? Is she watching me?
This one is called “child and mother reaching the summit together, running
These footprints lead to my dog, Nigel.