The bleached beached backbone of a long dead whale.
We exist in a world of stories, that shape the cultural and physical environments in which we live. A flowing conversation between what we sense, think, imagine, and do.
We draw a line on a map and declare it the edge and limit of where the waters end and the land begins. The sea, the weather and the shifting shingle have their own stories to tell.
The ebb and flood of these tales reveals the line of the living tide.