What does the edge between worlds look like?
After Tide — rhythm without a conductor — this piece asks about the boundary itself. Where water meets sand, neither element owns the space. Foam lines mark where waves reached and retreated. Small stones and shells scatter across the transition zone. The wet sand shimmers with residual water.
Shore is about liminality. The place that belongs to both and neither. Each iteration shows a different arrangement of debris and foam — same forces, different traces.
