At the edge of the continent, a ceaseless churn of arrival and departure, of water air and light, elements exposed and obscured, a moving mystery. On a day at the coast, with big trees behind and rocks and rolling surf ahead, with light sprinkled like tiny diamonds, I had an intense sensation: that the entity that is Earth feeds on beauty, and that our appreciation is part of that. These works are small prayers to the cycle of beauty, gratitude and nourishment.