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Beach sweet beach(Please, do not take the text below seriously)
Fortifications builders, canals and lakes diggers, shells collectors, horizons observers. People who carry on the tradition of collecting shells since their childhood, parents who are foremen of their children’s constructions, and the elders who control the situation. And then, there are some kids who are maybe more self-sufficient and less influenced by their parents’ supervision, who do something more creative. I was at the beach in Jesolo, Italy, and, walking along the shore, I noticed that the same actions were repeated over and over while I was passing by the piers (the most numerous ones were the shells collectors). While I was walking and photographing this scene I wondered why those people did those stereotyped actions. Out of boredom? Is it because the others did the same? And children playing with marbles, where have they gone? But, when the beach tools, sand strongholds, buckets full of shells become unused and useless, they are left unattended, snubbed, as if everything was done for nothing. Probably because there are other things to do, like riding waves, comfortably sunbathing on the piers, betting with your wife on not making her swimsuit wet, opening up to buoys… All those shells, at the end of the day, who knows where they end up? |
