Yesterday I was sitting at the seaside watching the ocean and listening to the sound of the huge waves splashing on the rocks. The upcoming tide made me feel like being pushed against the rocks too, in need for shelter. Such a tremendous power that ocean has. And the rhythm of the waves coming so quickly one after the other.... So much quicker then a heartbeat, felt like agitation, nervousness.
After a while I felt more at ease. First thought I was getting used to the sound but then realised that the tide had changed and the ocean was pulling back.
Started to make some little paintings in black, little sketches trying to get in touch with the feeling of that mighty Ocean. Quickly I was completely out of the normal experience of time.