your photo and your words were about motion, and how things are moving so fast. this made me think of the traces that are left behind. in this photo, there are the footsteps, but also the softer lines made by the waves. on the beach traces are created, erased and mixed together. if you always sit in one spot on your sofa, you will change the sofa and it will tell a part of your story. what if you always say the same things - will that leave a trace?
what does this make you think of?