These images are about structures that get old and eventually collapse.

At face value the subject is the ancient weather beaten wooden framework from a shady beach shelter.

Its’ simple lines struck me as stark and sculptural against the clean lines of the sky, the dunes, and the open sea.

It seemed like an enormous character in some mysterious alphabet.

At a deeper level this work is a solemn meditation upon the structures in our lives, loves, and friendships that deteriorate and eventually collapse.

Everything has a beginning and an end.