The sea that always seems like a metaphor but one that is always moving, cannot be fixed, like a heart that is like a tongue that is like a mystery that is like a story that is like a border that is like something altogether different and like everything at once...the treasure that always runs through your fingers and never runs out.

Rebecca Solnit

MAKING A NECKLACE

WATER MOVEMENTS

ISLAND

VINGER

SPONS

WATER RING

SEDIMENT

GROEIEND GEMAK

SPRING JUMP