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I always think the same thing when I see initials carved in trees, especially old ones. The sand thing is a lot more ephemeral, of course, so in a way more poignant.

Makes me think of that Lucinda Williams song "2 Kool 2 B 4gotten"

Ray Bradbury has a short story, In a Season of Calm Weather, in which a man watches one early morning while Picasso, thinking he is alone draws pictures in the sand.


I can very well believe that of Picasso. He seems to have been one of those artists who has an unending flow of ideas.

I dont want to be contrarian but what I notice is how long sand writing etc can last ;)

That makes me want to drive down to the beach and see if any trace of it is still there. It's been three weeks so highly doubtful.

I guess it depends on how close to the water it is.

It's so much easier to comment on a desktop than a smartphone.


It was well above the waterline, so it wasn't have been wiped out overnight. But wind, rain, and people's feet would have done it before too many days went by.

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