oostende

Sunday I went to Ostend. It was the first time with Flynn on the
beach and of course, she loved it. Playing with the other dogs and
running trough the water. When we drove back home, she smelled
like a seal.
(Last image: Roy Lichtenstein, Gullscape, 1964)

I love the sea.
"I need the sea because it teaches me,
I don't know if I learn music or awareness,
if it's a single wave or its vast existence,
or only its harsh voice or its shining
suggestion of fishes and ships.
The fact is that until I fall asleep,
in some magnetic way I move in the university of the waves."
Pablo Neruda, Memorial of Isla Negra, 1964.