Dizzy…

Early morning at Bulungula, Eastern Cape, and I am walking on the beach, alone, nobody before me, nobody behind me. It’s low tide, the beach is a huge canvas. With a driftwood stick in my hand I dance around drawing wild patterns into the sand, until I get dizzy. Well, if I am already a bit dizzy I can make myself really dizzy and I start drawing a spiral, getting bigger and bigger and bigger…. Took me a while to be able to look straight again.